August 27, 2016Bioman, Poem, Poet, Poetry, The Daily Writ, Uncategorized 3 Comments Snake Charmer Snake charmer you wit! You take a long some kind of newt And think it is a snake?? I will not be fooled by your Finagling about the wind and weather! Whine all you will, then you shall See That it is all about to be Enfolded by the end of the Rail and the Rye. Copyright B E Saunders 2016 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...
Yes indeed – I came across one of those crossing a pavement in Chepstow, South Wales. Boring creatures, no features whatsoever and not much good at poetry! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓
TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA 
reminds me of the slow worm
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Yes indeed – I came across one of those crossing a pavement in Chepstow, South Wales. Boring creatures, no features whatsoever and not much good at poetry!
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*smile*
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