Why do you bounce through the Bois in boots <br />Missing so much and so much? <br />O fat white woman, the tender shoots <br />And the grass is carressing right up from the roots, <br />So why do you flounce through the Bois in boots <br />While sweet without shoes is life’s touch? <br />O why do you pounce through the Bois in boots, <br />Missing so much and so much?<br /><br />Jonathan ROBIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-fat-woman-seen-in-the-bois-after-frances-cornford-to-a-fat-woman-seen-from-a-train/
