Time was I scrumped
Peaches and plums
From the woodlets damp
The woodnotes in dun
En route to Hamp
Shepherding lambs
In a weald in Warnham
With wines and rum
The storm had come
With thunder and thrum
The last bird hummed
Grim reaper's lay unsung
A luve glowsome
And moresome
Had the sea joysome
Into flotsam
©️ LIL ARCHA
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