Grimbeau

Scroodles

Weasel words spill out the chine

Mickey-taking sophists whisper

Sour nothings in the ear.

When water walks and sunshine showers

Blossom on sad earth

The chastised winter will concede

Ground to spring hastening

Blue dismembered times of mirth

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