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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