Tawdry Talk

Exquisite Corpse, V40.2

Thanks to everyone who played this round of Everybody’s Favorite Online Collaborative Poetry Game™, Exquisite Corspe: guiser1, Gryphon, Pope Buck I (popebuck1), Darren Mitton (blackwingbear), and charliebearnj.

Shine on, O ruddy moon, upon his face
Whilst all the while upon his lips do grace
And o’er the world a loving shadow cast
My hungry mouth, while wheeling dizzy stars
Doth dance lightly tickling his swollen mast
Of wine-dark fruit, a blessed harvest ours.

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