ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

See the snakes a-slither there,
Where summer’s sun shines through.
Sampling succulent rodent fare
As snakes so often do.

Trevor trims the grass trees there
His tricks are tried and true,
He’ll trim their trunks all in a trice,
No trashy trim will do!

Frisky frogs all frolic there,
Now freed from frosty ground,
Full of fun, they feast on flies,
For there’s where flies are found.

Moody nature mellows there
meteorologically mainly mild.
Malleable, and mentor to
monsoon’s mutated child.

I will wander widely there
I’ll weave and wend my way
around this world of wonder with
a swagger and a sway.

I reckon you're winning the Alliteration Award, Wendy...linguistically luminous!

Cheers
David

OMG - You win Wendy - when words wend their way towards the end of the page in perfect procession the piper pays the tune

You mastered that challenge exceedingly well - Well Done

I can but humbly echo the words of David and Maureen - O Wendy of the well-written words!

Architecturally alliterative in all aspects!!

Cheers
Shelley