Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Where's That At?

Bony Bats

Ole bony bats
Took a kicking in the slats,
Moaned a fresh eruption into his dryest pants,
Bore his moist condition as if it were distinct aplomb,
Not just a chance or unanticipated quiver of cold doom.

1st draft
©2006 Ronald C. Southern

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