Little lily filly Light white, inside the night. Peppered pink and pulsing muzzle. Flicking ears. Tricking feet. Fancy dancy flying In the thrashing grassy tussocks With the moon looming wide. Heated beating breast. Knuckley buckled knee kicks. Falling, rolling, wholey unknowing That someday she will miss this bliss. |
Tuesday
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