HAS IT SPROUTED YET
never again to traverse the hill
nor the dales dear Panza
for broken jaws and wasted spears
if not by maidens be despised
forlorn this pinwheel spins a tale
such were the jasmines we planted
where giants we accosted
by folks windmills they were cursed
have they sprouted dear Panza
HAS IT SPROUTED YET © gillena cox 2016
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