To the Rat’s Pencil
Oh the rat’s pencilYour valor was so steadfastTill the sharp teeth sankInto your once creative fleshTo sharpen it. Draw, you wretch! So much for the rat’s pencil or to the Rat’s Pencil. This was a tanka poem, not a rat’s … pencil. Tankas have nothing to do with tanks. Praise? Condemnation. Love for the rat? […]