15 lutego 2012
Haiku
1
We desire
Daily a new sunny morn
Sun lights this darken world-forlorn
Pun fights with me with a horn
To this world I born
Me sapphire
2
Look, ye hook
Don’t like itch you leech
Out, I will not click but kick
3
A riddle
Yes, easily that swells
Heart is a hut where love dwells