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<{Grasping^Grendals}> (Haiku) by Bachus
{A Haiku series}
Here is your arm back.
Pathetic Danish peasant.
Now bleed in my mouth.
Mother naps alot.
Some feel that she has earned it.
Yet I cannot dream!?
Send your best hero!
With a box of toothpicks. NOW!
'fore it is to late!
I kill for Mother!
Until the day she loves me.
As much as her sleep.
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