daily poems sent to The White House by Thomas Crofts
Monday, March 6, 2017
Poem XXIV: Fumon's lambs
If you ever see the wooden lambs the ones described by Fumon (1302-1369) leaping out of the void you are in the wrong place and you should leave quickly
those lambs a) don't exist b) will bite your head off
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