�The Dandy Lion�

A Poem by Steven Pottle

I blow
I blow again
The times floats by from my windy lips
And a million umbrellas copter along so beautiful

Children smile-
They suddenly realise that nature grows its own freely available tick-tocks

Please skip wild
Please wave strong
Flowers get carried away
Spreading sex all over the city.

© 2008 Steven Pottle

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T. L. O'Neal

Very clever poem about the dandy lion. I still enjoy doing that when they're ready to seed and really enjoyed reading this piece. T

Posted 18 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angelheaded Hipster

But did you make a wish? *smiles* For some odd reason, when I blow on the tip of a dandilion, I always make a wish....
I like this piece...its mellow, and the last line is just great. Thats what spring is about, isnt it? Getting twitterpated and getting pollenated.

Posted 18 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Added on February 10, 2008

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Steven Pottle

London, South London, United Kingdom

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