This story of Thinagain fell from a wall,
Nothink never went well agin for ol’Thinagen,
So he call it the Christian minstrelsy.
it tell of a fall
off a wall
a fall from a tall wall in the Noman Times,
In prose nor rhyme;
this story be retold through genuflections
where He is describe a “solid man”.
that poem end with Humpity Dumpity,
on a hint of a wink 
that Thinagen ‘s fall 
impact slide of the salte sea,
a former inheiritor of the garnish language 
by boulder-strewn paths of Liffey’s shore
a stroll as of old, Sir Tristram told.
Who passed Adam and Eve at the blend of the bray?
Paws to admire the stunning view of Howth Castle
and the environs of Endymion
who knew only too well
the benefits of seepin in North Armoricay.




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John Marks

Thu 25th May 2023 23:54

Merci Kevin. Vous êtes très gentil et en répondant à mon poème en français vous montrez votre intelligence et votre générosité d'esprit, Encore merci.

“First we feel. Then we fall.”
― James Joyce, Finnegans Wake

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Kevin Tan

Thu 25th May 2023 16:34

Oui, c'est magia

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