Foxy Lollop: Bandog? Or Barber-Monger?
Sunday, May 27th, 2007Upon floundering winds
And aching shores
She stood across
Those she abhors.
The flaking smell
Of wedlock’s clench
And photographer’s
Nonplussed blench
Gave her a sense
That all that’s real
Eeks from the fish
At the buffet meal


