Thursday, 2 July 2015

FORTUNE TREE



From a strong spout,
water falls into a trough.
People come to cool themselves
and dip clammy hands into the water.

I come to tell their fortune,
but people don't believe me.
I'm under what's called Fortune Tree.
The council erected it for me.

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