Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Saturday, April 28, 2018
Too Late
The planet’s health
Is on the brink,
“Not my problem”
One might think,
Till things go dark
And start to stink...
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