Tuesday, September 22, 2009

I found a boy on the rocks

I found a boy on the rocks.

His politician's parting negated his cherub lips,

And though he appeared lost, out of place,

I saw, beneath his cape, a cage,

And ran ran ran, til break of day,

Lest he should trap - and steal me away.

'Boy on the Rocks' - Henri Rousseau

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