Oustine Hao Poems
|1.||A Cursed Blessing||1/16/2007|
|3.||The Start The End||1/20/2007|
|9.||Spring Equals My Death||2/4/2007|
|11.||Siren So Loud||2/22/2007|
|15.||The Three Headed Okapi||2/17/2007|
The Three Headed Okapi
A three headed okapi was sad.
The three heads were each, oh so mad.
Each head wanted a different way.
This would not be a very good day.
Dear head one wanted to go left.
Shy head two was, oh so deft.
The last one was mean and only went right.
Oh, it was going to be a very bad fight.
All at once they wanted to move.
Crash, bang, crash that did not improve.
Oh, they really wanted to go.
In one direction they did not flow.
They yelled all night till a lion came.
Now they knew it was not a game.
It looked like it weighed many an ounce.