The **** crows
the morning into being
whilst behind the henhouse
Auntie wrings a chicken's neck.
What runs around
yesterday
is today
eaten.
"Humans..." thinks the cat
"...are not what they seem!"
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 2:52 AM UTC
The **** crows
the morning into being
whilst behind the henhouse
Auntie wrings a chicken's neck.
What runs around
yesterday
is today
eaten.
"Humans..." thinks the cat
"...are not what they seem!"
