muffle-buggered sky thing

A Poem by resarf poetry

oh, it's squidgy in the riddle

said the lemon to the lark

as the dogwood purred a lion

& the catnip wolfed a bark

as the vicar played the fiddle

& the spiders spun an ark

neath a muffle-buggered sky thing

as the morris men turned dark

as an acorn chased a squirrel

up a flagpole in the park

& the marquis in his marquee

showed some aardvarks his birthmark

aye, it's vim-stuff in the fizzle

said the fishwife to the shark

oh - but change is rearranging

it's that never ending spark

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