A Sunday Non Sonnet - from the past - present tense - future looming - C/C please?

Mismatched, Jack and Jill or back when Nancy Did do Sonnets but denied it


Dishevelled hair, shoved under a cap
Dungarees tattered, dirty and torn
Looked as though woken up from a nap
Seeming dimwitted ...a bit forlorn

Leaned up against a telephone pole
He chews on a long piece of grass
Appearing to be a gentle soul
Soon he is joined by pretty young lass

The smile on his face erupts in light
As now into the picture she walks
The two youngsters create quite, a sight
He rather tattered, her a sweet fox

Mismatched set one might be perceiving
Sometimes mere looks can be deceiving
2 years ago
 
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