the bombinating quincunx
April of a June May
and the wind raucous
and the frogs' caucus
a-lee of the bay
cold
questing of it then
bitter if later another
chapiter of some other
sequence bravely Wen
abandoned
etc. forsook
and all his enemies
fervently like anomies
dispiriting or Hook
or Cook the
travels long
and the breadfruits water-cast
received at last
at the mouth of a billabong
as a rainy
gulch hot-dries
to fennel of lewd properties
among the eucalyptus trees
full of bums and butterflies
this
discourse of a Sunday ale
tetchy beside the waters
like unto the daughters
gathering sand in a pail
before we
leave the blue sky
sundogging in one corner
sit we down like Little Jack Horner
for the plum o' the pie
wherefore
does the orchard garner
strength in winter
or the tinter
pixilate the brothers Warner?
for that
the crashing sea
may not know and gloat
to hear its single note
under the tempest's fury
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