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The Phone Was Ringing |
The phone was ringing;
So she emerged from the lake,
Dripping slime and scuttling crustaceans,
To answer it.
Her voice sounded like a swollen waterfall,
And the caller forgot about Candidate Burlap's sterling qualifications,
And soon began to quietly sing
About the rains that would wash all the toys
Into the sea.
copyright 2018
David
Scriven |
