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My laughter bellows
Bounces off classroom walls but
The fart is louder
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2
Stampede back to desks
A brick catches my foot, the
floor lands on my face
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3
I paint streets with puke
My ailments, a color wheel
Projection, the brush
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4
Words tunnel backwards
After a question is posed
Nonsense mumbles out
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5
Plead and bargain with
limbs for cooperation,
For spurts of success
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6
I rotate on this
Humiliation axis
Stumbling without fail
About the Creator
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Comments (2)
I snorted when I read "the fart is louder" . I feel refreshed by your candour and wry humour. Thanks for these, they are gems.
Projection, the brush. I freaking laughed out loud at that! Loved your Senryus!