And what chill plum, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards the icebox to be eaten?

@nev

Thanks for the muse 😁

And what warm plumb
With thumb appointed
From it's warm nest
Abrupt disjointed?
While Horner sits
In corner smiling
Growing so fat
From plums beguiling.

πŸ˜‚ πŸ₯§

#Doggerel

@nev Get out as early as you can,
And don’t have any plums yourself.
@nev
Chill plums in the wintery depth of Spring? Yeah, good one!

@nev

Forgive me
I have turned
And turned

In the
Widening gyre

@nev
A plumb, a plumb! Macbeth doth come.