it looks impressive,
but we’ll see.
we’ll see. they’ve promised
a haunted house
but since two falls again
the McKenzie twins
are still missing. shame.
the church gets less feet
in and around. mainstreet
awaits a mob. cracked streets
have spoken. jaundice
runs rampant. life is hard.
keep the lamp lit.
Well, it looks like I've majorly lapsed on the poem-a-day habit. Not to worry. I'm taking a short break to finish the Balkey story line....
“What,” the young, scarred and scabbed Scib said, “did Mr. Pin calm him – Bixson-” And Balkey closed the gap as soon as the word left the...
Tell him Coral has finally gone sour and the Pin is as crooked as we all thought,” fryed Balkey and eyed the straight and tall, the...