"Bill's Frills""
Is that another?
Was that really Bill's twin brother?
I really couldn't tell.
What, if, anything he was trying to sell.
Went down to the wishing well.
But it was like a newborn hell.
I know enough about medicine to tell.
It was a pell mell or a cigaret smell!
Off my feet, I fell into the wishing well.
Then I heard a steeple's church bell.
Ringing and singing, as I stood up, where I fell.
By jonathan billet for Andrea.
-03/01/15
-03/01/15
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