Saturday, 20 February 2021

And the end.... that one. must be the start

 Eight.

The squaw.

.........Of course....of ...course


She.... how did she know that word?


I preferred her others:


And the glint in her eight year old eye.....

As we shortened our reigns. 

Atop her mum's hills.

"old man......... y'up for it.......race yer"


But how did the yank know?


"So, did you film it...?"


I would not share with his world for all the Yogi tea in China, what she said....


"It's so....picturesque .... up ear.."


But tiz... fully chronoicled......my way.