Beyond rippling paddy, runs a river,
Across the river, is a verdant hill,
Atop its pinnacle is a palm grove,
Above the tallest coconut palm, sits a civet cat,
drinking toddy, inebriated dreaming a strange light.
Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 3:45 AM UTC
Beyond rippling paddy, runs a river,
Across the river, is a verdant hill,
Atop its pinnacle is a palm grove,
Above the tallest coconut palm, sits a civet cat,
drinking toddy, inebriated dreaming a strange light.
After having stomach full of toddy, the civet cat grows bold,
makes himself a ball and simply fall down, avoiding the impossible task of climbing down stone drunk.
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