Fish

Fish
My babies - last of the Mohiccans

Sunday, May 12, 2019

Sleep

I'm coming a riding
on a red white horse;
Gallop, gallup, galeep.

She's strong as a steed
with no remorse;
Wallop, wallup, waleep.

Back home in your arms
please put me back on course;
Sallop, sallup, saleep.

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