Haiku

We’re chippin’ at the moon with an old bone
Issa and her sister chip until the moon is gone
An endless row of wagons in the snow
Issa grabs her sister says c’mon let’s go ‘cause

[Chorus]
Yeah, I think I’ll write a haiku
Well, you know as well as I do
You gotta, gotta have a high IQ
So eat this and have a cup of tea

Widow lighting lamps at cock crow
Sengai stamps to help his blood flow
From his brush, figures rush
In the middle sits a poet
Almost smothered, almost crushed, crying

[Chorus]
Yeah, I think I’ll write a haiku
Well, you know as well as I do
You gotta, gotta, gotta have a high IQ
So eat this and have a cup of tea

(Systole, diastole
Dealing with the parts but
Feeling with the whole.)
Yo!

Han Shan's tears, small worlds
Resting on the spears of warlords
In the wood a drop of blood
Hits an inky pond which ripples as it should, yeah

[Chorus]
Why don't you, why don't you write a haiku
Yeah, you know as well as I do
All you need is a very high IQ
So eat this and have a cup of tea, yeah

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