Tanka XI
Raved a sage ’bout wail
pruned in ruins of bruise mood strained.
Ergo err grows nut,
and taunted thrills torn tricks gulped;
felon force fell on fort raped.
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Note: of rusty rage.
Tanka XI
Life leads to many directions, ancestral trail leads you to the progenitors.
Wow! I swear, you are a living dictionary!
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David you’re here!!! Thanks, dear.
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