Monday, 2 November 2015

Mists of mellow fruitfulness and all that jazz

 We left Rock HQ this morning in a grey cloud of non visibility and the morning s patrol with the clan did not seem too promising.
 as we got higher
 things got brighter
 and we were
 in a
 magical world
 most of which was
 lost on my companions who
 why we couldn't

 just get on with it
 rather than stop and
 go oooh
look at that inversion.

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