Hot Cross Haiku
...give us this day our daily bread...
Thursday, October 19, 2006
A Pocock Twinset
Dot, dash, I sense your pain
flashing in morse code
Searching for ships at sea
Squint, stare, seeking a buoy
Unable to swim towards it
How do you do CPR again?
Shell Pocock
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