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Mar 24, 2008 09:44

Those tiny bastards
Won't get away with trying
To eat my damned pipe!

Well, the tobacco, but that wouldn't fit in the poem...

This tops Saizou as the worst thing I've ever woken up to. And they ate my zori, so I've been kicking them away barefoot. There is sugar on me.

I suppose this is what everyone else meant about 'curses'. Someone is going to pay for this in blood, just as soon as I find a sword...

((ooc: Someday, I'm sure I'll get tired of writing purposely terrible haiku. Today is not that day!))

warrior-poet wannabe, o hai itz the hibou, someone's getting seppuku'd, food chain reversal, once more into the breach, dude where's my sword

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