Pot Pourri

A Southwester in the yard invested
with the garden and camped in concentration
of a tall lilac to peel the rust off purple arbor.
Time is not the main thought from under the rain wrought from roots that brought us coots
to hoot and haul us all back to the prime ordeal. Dust off Pearl Harbor time.



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Writer(s): Van Dyke Parks
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