poem by bomt redwanska date 24th march 2013

this boss is getting a medley -----------------------------------------you have run in the fields through the moors, marshes and grass all in a day's work once the epilogue in the smog puzzled you it has drizzled sunny days predicted and joustling with the beasts all hideous bicarbonate cake make in haste the girl is dutiful she is plentiful

full of flowers i want my bread on the cake i want to draw the current pawl i wonder to myself drastic is the heat makes me dizzy as the sun shines nobody gets past this in the flame together we muster the talented response pot the cart regal luck body art it galls when it sinks my pottery don't get go go and forge

noting the lot snorted the boss i'm going home soon shun this terrible tragedy maybe i'll get a refund to put a smile on this medley. *******************