National Poetry Month Day 27: Splat

Today’s poem is a tyburn, and very much in the dark gallows humour vein, so be warned.

Image by Squirrel_photos from Pixabay


Rooftop fight; a squalling, brawling spat
Landing with a dropping, stopping splat

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