Tanka Form - Poem by Oskar Hansen
Tanka (air travel)
Like number nine to Garston
Lost its lustre
You will get nothing to eat
but you can buy well travelled food
Our Alger taxi driver
Had two wives and five sons
Worked 18 hours day
How come he had time for sex?
“O, it only takes five minutes.”
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