A Senryu Anthology
an anthology
of senryu how can that be
i write
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a classic senryu
plagiarised a masters write
copyright abused
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the thief
robbed me clean
my son
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i write my own
why do i tell lies
i type
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my voice
silenced dumb i suffer
my pc speaks
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i walk many miles
my camera at the ready
i tell lies too
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she vents he vents
like a volcano erupts
hot their words flow
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the clown always laughs
that is not at all funny
it should be you
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my words flow
word drops of pure pleasure
yes i am a poet
---
spontaneous writes
my muse most attentive glares
their not my words
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A RIDDLE
one and then another,
destination a period,
why stop?
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