She-Elk

2016-01-19

an elk comes blurting out

foaming eyes popping

with his wings galopping

down the moon

do I kiss him

or is it too soon?

maybe it is a she-elk

then I'd feel much better

I'll write her a lovely letter

full of steaming tears

telling her of my fears

but now I realise

she just ate my only dice

our story comes to an end

I need some cards to lend!

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