Kingfisher’s Group Poem – Swanage

Swanage – By the group, created while looking at Percival Wise’s Punch and Judy on Swange Beach

The costumed fiddler whipping up a tune,
Coat-tails flying in the morning light,
Lifting his toe and flicking the sand,
His bright stockings reflecting the yellow sun
As Mister Punch wields his stick.

Ocober 2015

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