Friday, 22 May 2015


C c c c
He he he he
He who sets foot and
tyre on Europe's
sweet face.
What sights behold
your sweet keen eye, C?
And tell me fair C,
how tastes the wine?
How efficient the postal system?
Always take the back road
layin down the thick choad
takin lots of pics yo
eatin up dem pastries tho
Peace be to thee and thine other
as you grace those great cathedrals
of time gone by.
What glories!
Qui la Basil leaf!
Leaf de jours !
Sacre cours!
A poem, dans le jar de fooq.
Dont get a puncture.

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