Posted by Ivan Rendall on Saturday, 20 May 2014 in Blogging
Tony Archer’s blinkered life
Has been spent in secret strife
With himself. He’s never wrong.
But, like a lyric without a song,
He frets like a eunuch; a drone, not a fife.
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Tony Archer’s blinkered life
Has been spent in secret strife
With himself. He’s never wrong.
But, like a lyric without a song,
He frets like a eunuch; a drone, not a fife.
Hits: 4670