CHEEKY GUYS
pensive, wilful Giants
into poetry, prose, sewing, art and sculpture.
"When I was little, I had wobbly legs, you know;
drank milk, & rolled in mud,
hung onto mommy's tail;
sometimes howled and wailed.
Is this sounding familiar?
Oh, you were doing something similar?
Peek into my eyes: -
We share a Secret: we both were CHEEKY Guys!"
Rita Da Silva, St Leonards-on-Sea
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