The litter tray
\nAnd the tide is out
\nShe’s changed the earth for me
\nI can now sit and ponder
\nAnd just think of the sea
\nThe fragrance of the ozone
\nThe gentle soft refrain
\nOf my own heart a beating
\nAnd next to nothing strain<\/p>\n
Far from the sea
\nI lay my head
\nSarcasm may be so
\nMy litter tray has often been
\nForgotten so I know
\nThe pleasure of an environment
\nThat’s clean and smells sublime
\nThe tides come In
\nThe tides gone out
\nThanks to old Father Time<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The litter tray And the tide is out She’s changed the earth for me I can now sit and ponder And just think of the sea The fragrance of the ozone The gentle soft refrain Of my own heart a … Continue reading