Thursday, May 10, 2012


What is the fashion that hides its own face
Without so much as a single left trace?
What is the horse unsure, it cannot ride
Through a town that has a divide?
What is the kangaroo who cannot jump
Because of the strange and oddly shaped lump?
What counts as a question but no answer
Will be given because it is banter?
What shoots at the stars without hitting them
Because it's afraid of becoming light?
What acts as it should be doing, fen
Most foul that causes everyone a fright?
There are two answers to each of these thing;
Cowardice, or prudence, in the heart sings.

                                    Rhetorical, (c) Luke Bennette, May 2012

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