Teira Naahi

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Ch 2

Words of proof

She asked for truth

From the handsome ugly man

Unfold the tale

Pick up the pail 

Put the fiddler upon the roof

Seek not the sound

Of absent hounds

Nor throw your gauntlet 

Upon the ground

Get up some balls

You hairless fool

Your baby is back in town

Two for tea

In the company of three

Peaches and cream

With may pole between

A riddle for the pot

A hand for the cot

Another Saturday night bored

Lonely naked and hot:

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