Three Zeros - 2012/2013
Solstice finds justice.
Sides up to the fitness
& breaks down, theres
a witness. Well
it itches and lets
all manner of rats take the helm.
A baton of big
riches, rich teas and
big biscuits.
Get this
or faces witches, take
heed or enter their realm.
Save when theres flight
taken, brave, bright
but forsaken. Age won't
anchor in this sea.
We three, sail safely -
a cone no less than your
own.









