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CRACKLE QUADRILLE
Then the lightning crackled like the blaming finger of a witch gone wild on finding her wicked brew had been stolen, gulped, or siphoned off.
And trees whirling wildly to winds withering were indeed worthy of screams from television audiences both young and old.
CRACKLE QUADRILLE © gillena cox
Take a crack at poeming
REVISIT
18 November 2016
18 November 2015
MUSIC
Katie Melua - Blame It On The Moon
