Feast on Words
‘Still cursed, am I.’ He would lament,
‘I can do not but beg.
But we can feast on words until,
You lay a golden egg.’
Page 75, of “Merry Meet and Merry Part”
© Aimee Wood 2025
‘Still cursed, am I.’ He would lament,
‘I can do not but beg.
But we can feast on words until,
You lay a golden egg.’
Page 75, of “Merry Meet and Merry Part”
© Aimee Wood 2025