The Mysterious Champion of No Good

Somewhere near the Isle of Forgotten Salads I saw you checking out expired dates. I thought perhaps you noticed my over-sized shopping cart in the shape of Amsterdam, but who can be sure these days, what with the never ending advertisements for lasagna pasted all over the museum.
I’m afraid all the petals have fallen off my Gerard Manley Hopkins, which is okay, as I never had much use for a comeback. It’s much easier to stay hidden. Is this the season in which you migrate? Hey, I like your hat! It must mean something, right?
Anyway, feel free to pluck the blossom from the wolf of my hand.


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