The pressed wallflowers woo the stepdaughter w/ dried snapdragons. Her backbone is Southampton - a rare birth defect. The wallflowers look for a serum in the old town’s snapdragons.
amongst the
fallen leaves
a robin’s ticking call
They walk from Bargate down the old medieval routes trying to avoid poisoners. The old town path is full of bulges, 90 by some accounts, and many anemone moons, 30 by some accounts. Aware of the Georgian finger breakers and the hothouses the wallflowers mask their wingspan.
a drunk props up
the old town walls
winter breeze
Of all the viewpoints of a watermelon the church warden still sharpens his arrow. The traffic goes the way of seafood. Edward the 3rd sowed these wallflowers in spite of the French. Southampton wants to become a country maiden. Some doctors believe that yeast accelerates the disease.
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