Poetry

Thursday, 2 July 2026

Windmill creak

 Corncrake by the lake

Corncrake, Corncrake

Her them quakers quake

Corncrake by the meeting house

Corncrake under the window

Where the widow weeps

Corncrake, Corncrake

Corncrake under the willow

Where the peat sleeps

I know you must be near me

For I can hear your call

But I'm trying just to 

eat my cereal

Snap crackle and pop

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