4

Repeat this is not a circular.
O, no, it is my love
getting in through the breaches
to fight with the pedunculate oak.
She made me write this.
She lives in this tender embassy I have seen.
What a mansion,
they lie around it not corresponding
she & the little verderer.
But he loves only the
fragmented red & white
pine dominated
forests of the tyne & wear & says,
says, it’s not easy to fence in here.