Digging at midnight
Nobody hides no bodies
And the dust is gone
Bitter patter
How does it work?
Haha, good job! Taking something as mundane as a gopher or a ground squirrel digging a hole and turning it into a spooky haiku is a pretty cool thing.
What on earth is that title, please I must know.
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Haha, good job! Taking something as mundane as a gopher or a ground squirrel digging a hole and turning it into a spooky haiku is a pretty cool thing.
What on earth is that title, please I must know.