It's a dry spring....
Of wilted dreams, wizened ideas
Parched ambitions, scorched desires...
Dry lips lisping the drier notes of Dryden's humour
Shrivelled souls in the driest month of the year.
Baked kiln and salty deserts
in dry months of dessicated minutes
Torried and burned and dehydrated...dry dry dry times!
It's a dry spring
reminiscent of drier autumns
just gone by...
Of a dry year
of dry ambitions.....
of still drier, shrivelled verbs -
defying and defining dry actions.
It's a dry month and a dry season -
nursed by dry thoughts of dry ambitions.
Shrivelled souls in the driest month of the year.
Baked kiln and salty deserts
in dry months of dessicated minutes
Torried and burned and dehydrated...dry dry dry times!
It's a dry spring
reminiscent of drier autumns
just gone by...
Of a dry year
of dry ambitions.....
of still drier, shrivelled verbs -
defying and defining dry actions.
It's a dry month and a dry season -
nursed by dry thoughts of dry ambitions.
