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Sunday, September 4, 2011

Haiku VII

The bright auburn rain,
Upon the golden grain,
And then, the rat came.

4 comments:

Furree Katt said...

I LOVE THISSSSSSSSSSSS

quartertoinsane said...

thnksss

Tazeen said...

I wonder what happened after the rat came.

quartertoinsane said...

poem this be not,
haiku it is, think
can you not :P