Oh the rat’s pencil
Your valor was so steadfast
Till the sharp teeth sank
Into your once creative flesh
To sharpen it. Draw, you wretch!
So much for the rat’s pencil or to the Rat’s Pencil. This was a tanka poem, not a rat’s … pencil. Tankas have nothing to do with tanks. Praise? Condemnation. Love for the rat? Write to the Fledermausi.
Want to post a mindless ad on your own, scribble it on the monstrous board.
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