Monday, 1 October 2018

Alliterations! Anybody!

Crescent shaped chirrups by the crafty crow,
Slow  go slow, you slouching sloth bear,  slow,
Somewhere,  shoelaces untie,  shouting for frenetic freedom,
And in between my pen flows like a flower in this flickering piece of flamboyant paper.

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