Our wood burner smells
like a girl I loved,
once she took me,
with a wrist-measured-tug.
I live with no big claim,
no assumption’s shout,
my size just enough,
nowt to flash about.
Our wood burner smells
like a girl I loved,
once she took me,
with a wrist-measured-tug.
I live with no big claim,
no assumption’s shout,
my size just enough,
nowt to flash about.