fog has joined the clouds
as i mingle with the crowds
a pretty girl selling rice cake
so sweet i could almost taste
so early to welcome a sugar
let me fill my eyes but my cup
kids congregate for morning quest
spider jostling on coconut leaf's rib
push and shove; bite and scratch
parachute with web when scared
or cocooned to tiny ball of feed
and owner concedes for small bet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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