Instant poetry…
·1 min
Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
, , everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
, , everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.
…just add water
Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
, , everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
, , everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.
…just add water