Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Thursday, April 17, 2025
通り魔
Something crooked, something bent,
Inside him, festering over time,
Until the day it finally erupted,
Into a random heinous crime...
No warning signals
Sent in advance,
The unsuspecting victim
Never had a chance...
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