Small town by lakeside
The postcard did proudly cry
But when I arrived
No lake did I espy.
It seemed the card had been mistaken
Or the order had been badly taken
For not only was there no lake present
There was no small town from which the card could be sent.
(c) 2007, Neil Gardner
About Me
- randomdescent
- known by several as a roundabout type of person, but not always seen when believed...has heeded the ides of March and feels all the better for it. It is not true about the Spaniels, but there is some truth in the thing with the gloves!
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