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Me rafters av gone! (1 Viewer)

Hopscotch

Senior Member
Me rafters have gone im all a song
For them halcyan days of twitering away about nix and nowt
An i see the trout.

But woe have they gone and with a sing and a song

Of stay at home all alone and go slowly and surely mad, the cad!

New friend i have made and paths been laid to the burgoning beautys you are.

for as i cry phwar into ma pillow at night at the same ol dreary plight.

i reminiss of the songs that we once song to beers and the stompin feet

sweat trickled walls of mystery and pall as we dance up a storm so soul.

what be the goal of life so lived? The endless dothing to the spiv?

A song and a shout and perhaps can return us from these days,

As winter sun breaks on these shores remember remember there can be more,

this life will not always be a terrible bore.
 

Firemajic

Poetry Mentor
Staff member
Senior Mentor
Me rafters have gone im all a song
For them halcyan days of twitering away
about nix and nowt
An i see the trout.

But woe have they gone
and with a sing and a song

Of stay at home all alone and go
slowly and surely mad, the cad!

New friend i have made
and paths been laid
to the burgoning beautys you are.

for as i cry phwar into ma pillow at night
at the same ol dreary plight.

i reminiss of the songs that we once song
to beers and the stompin feet

sweat trickled walls of mystery and pall
as we dance up a storm so soul.

what be the goal of life so lived?
The endless dothing to the spiv?

A song and a shout and perhaps
can return us from these days,

As winter sun breaks on these shores remember
remember there can be more,

this life will not always be a terrible bore.

Love the title, it is completely fabulous! This has a cool "Ballad" vibe... I played a little with the line breaks to hopefully enhance the lilting / sing-song flow... I enjoyed reading this, thanks for sharing... ;)
 
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