The Morn Song. Limerick
Владимир Маркелов
The Morn Song. Limerick.
Early morn he had sang a sad song.
Under balcony cats’d gathered all.
Upon Bird’s Serenade:
“…In wet groove it has laid…”
Then, he called all stray dogs by the phone.
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© Copyright:
Владимир Маркелов
, 2007
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