Wednesday, July 15, 2015

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You voluble, Velvety Vehement fellows
That play on your Flying and Musical cellos,
All goldenly Girdled you Serenade clover,
Each artist in Bass but a Bibulous rover!

You passionate, Powdery Pastoral bandits,
Who gave you your Roaming and Rollicking mandates?
Come out of my Foxglove; come Out of my roses
You bees with the Plushy and Plausible noses!

–Norman Rowland Gale


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