a words with friends and christmas poem

we dined on the finest nosh that the bazaar could provide some would chug on eau de vie brandishing an awl of their tribe fearful that a foe comes from the gulch next door protect the pa from a golf course future mesh fences protect or add allure to the broken yacht where the moon wanes and an old man clutches either a broken lath or instrument aiding ye olde yean a confused ewe in the torque of the earth asĀ  her gut will ache elsewhere christmas while a disk plays fa and la viruses wiped by some dev pass … Continue reading a words with friends and christmas poem