It's BUCKING IT DOWN
Rain rain!Will it never stop!
Raining cats and dogs!
Fare tipping it down!
Bean like a none stop deluge!
Month after month and some
Me and Lloyd applyde our selfs!
Covering up our Fyne Spirit!
So dear Fyne wont suffer from the rain!
A belt and brace job!
Dear Fyne now proper attired
Her engine covered
Wearing a mackintosh!
Over her cockpit!
All is well!
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams

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Written on 2020-03-05 at 12:01




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