The raggity aggity
\nfence and gate
\nBlown by the wind
\nand far from straight
\nHiggledee piggledee
\nup into
\nThe forest trees
\nof every hue
\nParasols
\ntheir yellow brown scales
\nA delicacy
\nthat never fails
\nOver the hills
\nand far away
\nTo a land
\nthat is just called
\nFAE<\/p>\n
Written in the ashridge forest
\nLooking at an old house with a run down fence<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The raggity aggity fence and gate Blown by the wind and far from straight Higgledee piggledee up into The forest trees of every hue Parasols their yellow brown scales A delicacy that never fails Over the hills and far away … Continue reading