5 Jan 2015

Not six

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  1. Anonymous6 January 2015 at 08:03

    If Ivy

    If ivy grew upon my wall,
    My mortared bricks would weaken;
    In time my wall would tumble down.
    Quick, run to tell the deacon!

    If ivy climbed into my tree
    To strangle limbs and branches,
    In time my tree would wilt away.
    For this my visage blanches.

    If ivy rooted garden wide,
    Invading like an army,
    I'd rip and tear and pull and pluck!
    Would you then think me barmy?

    If ivy were but one lone leaf
    Sere pressed between my pages,
    It would dry to a memory,
    And linger through the ages.

    A nonny mouse ---

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