Craw Nancy

tattie-bogle!
tattie-boodie!
scaurcraw!
craw-bogle!

headpiece stuffed with straw,
your wisdom-ing dry with neglect,
the burnt-grass plenty now wasted
takes up residence in a scary-man brain

tattie-bogle!
tattie-boodie!
scaurcraw!
craw-bogle!

the man that fools the crows a moment,
outstretched wretch on leaning staves,
browned brow beneath crumpled brim,
chest of chaff in tatty shirt

Craw Nancy, Craw Nancy
standing in the rows,
will his head turn?
Nobody knows.

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(‘After Image On Ceiling Upon Waking From Dream’ by Giveawayboy)

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