Scurrying quails
in a throng,
skittle, scattle
as they go along
they sing
a quail-ish song,
Churr-Cheep,
Churr-Cheep,
Churr-Cheep.
Happy Sunday. Have a fun day. It is a great day to go outside and collect data of all the things you see, hear, smell and feel to use for writing poems next week. What ticklies your fancy? Yes, I know it usually is "tickles" but I like the idea of there being "ticklies." Give your best smile to someone today.
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