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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