fuddy smattercorn

chocolate popsworn surmise
slopchip in the pastgrip
houses rarely win
without that definite article
in the journal
literary newshaper
making destiny
out of words and free-ish wills
Tolstoy's history didn't have peace
without war
nor aristocracy 
sans ignorance
and here we are
sitting at the bar
swindering whiff kindled
on fire: fuddy eyes

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