I'm happy
Sharing life
With THAT currant bun.
Oh, sugar!
NO SUN.
'Spose it has to be nice
With that ice
And the winter to unfold
As I sit 'ere in the cold
Summer is done.
No currant bun.
But give it time
P'raps soon it will shine....
George BernardBloodyShaw
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cycle-3/
