It Was Spring Time In The Rockies by Terry Tapp

It was spring time in the Rockies and the snow was raining hard,

When a barefoot beggar in clogs on came slowly dashing by;

He turned a straight crooked corner and saw a dead donkey die,

So he took out his pistol to stab him, and the donkey winked an eye.

 

by Terry Tapp

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mrhearne

Russian and Welsh poetry uploaded on alternating weeks. Occasionally other poems along with reviews of literature, films, theatre, food and drink. Any support via comments, likes, follows and subscribing is appreciated.

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