Figs
To whom does he belong, this strangler fig?
I have not invited him, no not i.
Well I am appalled at his tendrils and vice grip,
And that gleam he has in his eye.
To whom does he belong, this strangler fig?
You would not welcome him, no not you.
Well you not once ever knew of his arrival,
If so, you would have seen right through.
What good is this strangler fig?
He’...
Saturday 19th April 2025 8:45 am
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