Winnow
by 
akram
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Posted: Thursday, October 14, 2004 Word Count: 50 Summary: my thought of the timid rumbley |
I am a Winnow so sleek and tall
am i to trounce them when i fall
against the tress of burnt umber i shall sing
until verilly i shall take to wing
with a wombat that straddles my brock
am i to end up deep down in shock
akram 10.04
am i to trounce them when i fall
against the tress of burnt umber i shall sing
until verilly i shall take to wing
with a wombat that straddles my brock
am i to end up deep down in shock
akram 10.04