What I say is true
You accept it in good faith
or not believe me
What I say is true
You accept it in good faith
or not believe me
I am a Monkey
Gertrud however, a Rat
We missed perfection
When there is no Moon
The dark sky is full of stars
Free to wish upon
Falling snow in May
Cottonwoods release their seeds
White wind-blown fur balls
From where I look out
the Universe has no end
it goes on and on
God simply explains
what is unexplainable.
A matter of faith.
Fluffy or sticky.
Sticky rice good for sushi.
Fluffy for curry.
It makes one wonder.
Have you ever thought, What if?
Possibilities!
ICH SEHE SCHIFFE
Weiße Baumwoll kugel Wolken
Bewegte sich wie Schiffe unter Segel
Über Meer-blauen Himmel
ICH SEHE SCHIFFE
Weiße Baumwoll Kugel Wolken
Bewegte sich wie Schiffe unter Segel
Über Meer-blauen Himmel
(In English it makes a nice Haiku but too many syllables in German)
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