The Crupleprat from Bombamare
When you’re searching for the cruplepratyou have to look beyond the zimblebeamand walk the willyways and follow turlytatsthrough wind and rain; see there she gleams in fur and diamonds, with […]
A sound advice
You may bellow out in rageor acting mellow, whileyou blabber trifle mattersseething slowly in your furyuntil imploding to yourself,burning and forever buriedunder gravity of all perceivedinjustice in this vacant world. […]
Angelface
I saw your angelface, I heard your voice.at morning song, your bright soprano and I felt beneath your robe, your youth that kindled flames in me. From you I crave […]
Crupleprat
When you’re searching for a cruplepratyou have to look beyond the zimblebeamand walk the willyways and follow turlytatsthrough wind and rain; see there it gleams in fur and diamonds, with […]
Allen Wrench
I met an octopus the other dayas I was shopping for a crupleprathe asked me if I knew the shallow wayto where he’d find a candy Stetson hat I didn’t […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 