Raven's Flight
Lamp Black FlightIn the ill of night flew Raven by storm,
ignoring each import of undersea norm;
Like witch over water, depth of ink blue,
he flew and he flew, and he flew, and flew,
till last clutched his claw cognizable form.
Labels: Limericks
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It is what it is about
I guess so . . .
Jeffery Hodges
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