A Spell - Xmas 2018

A spell has a cause

Bound bound bound

A pickle, brown

Has run out of pounds

A girl called Janice 

Has his pound

Over that hurdle 

Your eyes splatter, scatter 

What was that casket 

That came off?

If I am inclined

I will scatter.

I will scatter 

Oh Lord 

I will Saturday

On the blind hill

Those would scatter

For I would scatter

For I would. 

Where was that old coat that scattered

Eight years old

Jan the band

Rattle to scatter.

A spotted line on the dotted verse. 

by  Margo Cooper 2018