Rats' noise, through the walls:
they celebrate, now that they
have expelled us. They
can do what they want, we know;
anything they want . . . we know.
Kyakuchuu
This was inspired by Pungus' poem, "Tanka From A Moldy Scroll."
What to do with moldy cheese? And yes they will do what they want! Always.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
Thank you very much, sir.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.
Starward
What to do with moldy cheese?
What to do with moldy cheese? And yes they will do what they want! Always.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
Thank you very much, sir.
Thank you very much, sir.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.
Starward