with my ‘whoso’ list
as if we are walking in a Norman forest.
Sometimes I think we all need a little
so that game might be driven towards us.
They fled with my dole hey
that’s my share of the countryside!
Give them thy finger in the forêt de Nancy.
Into the countryside
with my dole!
Or let them roam on lonely moats.
A vast moat beautifies
where she is going.
Is where she is going far?