Ouberry

Burburry & Bottleyn Holland Swiss, watch his fist! Watch him run, having fun. Did you see his umber hair? Running fast and brisk as air. Did you see his bright brown eyes, stories to conjure and poems to birth, a wizard of writing and a magician of mirth-- -- Holland Swiss had two more verses  in mind to write down upon the salvaged scrap of latté white paper, but his friends were approaching rapidly over the playground, and to protect his rebellious reputation he couldn’t appear weak by writing a poem. He carefully, and slowly slipped the crumpled scrap of paper into his trouser pocket. He was cautious not to make a sud