I was walkin’ in the rain
which was delicious, no delectable
the way it sparkled in me lions mane
Made me feel worth it
So’s I ruffed up me collar
bobbin’ me ‘ead like a pigeon or a cockney
then all ruffed up like a ruff
I played at being cantona
And kicked a can down the road
‘And he has it! Its a hat-rick!’
I roared
and there was a cloudburst o’ pastel hues o’ music on me tongue
playin’ me like a vibraphone!
This is written for W3

they shoot, they score!
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Matt, I love how you turned a rainy walk into a wild game where you tasted music on your tongue like a vibraphone 🎶
~David
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Thanks! 🙂
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I loved this image you penned! 💞
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hi, Matt❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Nancy, is live until Monday, July 22:
Much love,
David
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