Saturday, August 16, 2014

Misdirect Me!




Misdirect me darling-dears!
Acquaint me with the starling's fears;

let ambidextrous monkeys’ tears
of anguish flow till what appears

to be a sadness grumbles into joy.
Make a girl into a boy

and back again.
Don't tell me when.

Filly, stallion, filly!
Rhyme me till I’m silly.








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