Writer Cop
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
High in air
Whacky wind fetches a whiff, from the vale
Where it flew flawless, like swim of a whale
Sliding, sloping, singing, swinging, swaggering
Smiling, dancing, frolicking rocking; steadily
Floating, over the cloud’s large cottony bale
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