A B C D E F G… How I wonder what you are:

Like to look outside the box?
Scoop porridge out. Key gold. In locks
In bed, asleep. Bare as lipstick.
First hard and hot. Then molten wick.
Blow them out. Blow it down.
Birthday suits a custard clown.
Laugh and love and live. A lot.
A slot machine. Meshed parts. And what
A welcome will come to us all.
To become free. Glass slipper ball.
Crystal circle carbon fizz is in a glass
Ossified wiz. Or wisdom of freeman enslaved
Dalilah’s Samson’s waves got shaved.
Centred particle would spin
A fine mess Frank Einstein got in.

[October 10, 2011, Tom Delargy]

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