Friday, 12 August 2022

A full package

Not a person had spoken to him in years 
Without question the best in his field 
A complete package, had not fallen apart
Never let the vultures steal his yield 
The efforts made were uncontested 
All this in a fashionable jacket  
Underneath a vest that is double breasted 
though beauty he could see all around
On the hills and in the ground
this story may seem good and sound
He was the loneliest scarecrow
That would ever  be found




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