The Atoll

Felix (cont.)
Im saddle sore from polo pony rides
And after party drinking games add worse
Lower abdomen aches all from time to time
Might my poor gametes flounder gormlessly?
Are there not far too many children live
Already crowding this far too small world?
Id rather yield my heart should one sweet girl
Cause me to laugh intentionally strange
And keep me company enjoying down time
And mind me through injury through disease
Id perch her pretty much on pedestal
Angela
The wizards wife bore not a single child
They didnt lay much providential store
By their misfortune but the double blow