I BLED BY SHAMROCK

I bled by shamrock

Cadence of york

A beaut brunette's

Ringlets and locks

Her windburn lips

Charming to blokes

Were most moist

In brumous frost

I slept by wintercresses and crosswort

A long drive past the hollyhocks

To the field of god aborning rues

Damask roses and poppies bloomed

©️LIL ARCHA