All the French I know

~All the French I Know~

 

There was a cloud

as big as a house,

and when a change came over it

it fell to the ground as rain.

 

Some of the cloud became a puddle 

birds flap flap flapped a bath in,

and a dog,

en passant,

lapped up some of it. 

 

After a short while,

the puddle was gone,

as were the birds and the dog.

 

Sometimes it seems as though everything

is en passant.

 

D. B. Tompsett

 

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