Diamonds puppies fury lunch
Tripping lipping sipping punch
Siblings eyeing words they munch
Ouching oozing silency yum
Wriggling woozing in my tum
Crunching shoulders turning numb
Move on droove on how bout that
Try it fly it give her a pat
Joking hoking – I think not.
By Penny Foster.
Penny understands the poplar fluff myth having spent a year at ANU and
appreciates Canberra for what it is having lived too many years in Sydney.
She randomly writes poetry at odd hours of the night, enjoys a bit of
pottery and loves listening to loud music.
Penny is the first of my guests in december. Enjoy!