The Bait February 21, 2016February 21, 2016 ~ nesbitandgibley Cold hands now feed the gilt-head bream And a mind in sullen sunder. “Eat up, my boys,” the food in streams While the skies lit up with thunder. Share this:Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...