Roger have you been drinking what the hell on perch doing up in Buddliea
Donkeys as well ??has this man lost his faculties (not sure how to spell
that!)and petrol tanks what sort of Buddliea gorws in Cambridge
Patrick nectar breaths P (this is not a crit )
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Subject: snap - the peacock's feast
peacocks perch
on Buddleia
nodding donkeys
such sweet
succulent trumpets
humid heavy
nectar breaths
thin elegant pen nib dip tipsily
thick bold-lines soon to be expire
in browned vellum
petrol-tank descent
plantings scarcer by the year
arid
dry
drunkenly blunder through hot heavy molecules
soon less often
perch
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