Ode to the Tsurugaoka Hachiman gingko
I was there last month
all those squirrels are gone I
wonder where they went
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A tale of a boy, his trusty digital camera, and a teaching gig in Japan.
4 comments:
In summer they leave
They go to Okinawa
For the good surf, man!
nice one
You ate them all.
They were tasty grilled.
Now you have squirrel burps.
Enough said.
-A
I will talk to you
In the form of a Haiku
How do you do, J?
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