Prickle Days
The Widow Wyile
stands on her head
instead of taking to her bed
when days are gray
and overfull of prickling
thistles amid the hay
such inversion is a charm
against all manner of moody
blarm
The Widow Wyile
stands on her head
instead of taking to her bed
when days are gray
and overfull of prickling
thistles amid the hay
such inversion is a charm
against all manner of moody
blarm