Which witch

Posted on December 30, 2016 by Rex Tyler

Fly agaric
Stippled red
Smear the cream
Is what she said
Having loved her
Through and through
I Drank from the cup
I thought was dew

Flying over the trees
Today
My heart gave out
Well so they say
Slumped over a broken stile
Where I would be now for a while

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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