Beyond the cliffs of Dover
Beyond the cliffs of Dover
glows between the clover
Brexit green a British hart;
that will see how will be
tomorrow, if the sun shines
for a new independent start.
The English bull terrier will
be no longer barking in a happy
togetherness, for its own bone
between the meat of the unified
meat-eating process.
The English bull terrier will be
from now on a meat-eater on his own;
will leave the French bulldog and
the German sheperd dog Brexit-free
barking around the meat-pot alone.
glows between the clover
Brexit green a British hart;
that will see how will be
tomorrow, if the sun shines
for a new independent start.
The English bull terrier will
be no longer barking in a happy
togetherness, for its own bone
between the meat of the unified
meat-eating process.
The English bull terrier will be
from now on a meat-eater on his own;
will leave the French bulldog and
the German sheperd dog Brexit-free
barking around the meat-pot alone.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| wervelende regenboog: | Vrijdag, juni 24, 2016 16:07 |
| hopelijk barken ze straks met z'n allen een wonderschoon lied en gunnen elkaar het licht in ogen zonder dollartekens graag gelezen dit bijzondere gedicht |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Willem B. Tijssen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 juni 2016 | ||
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