from A Cock Crows in Rwanda - by
Usually, beloved, I crow,
/ And my name is Rusake the Cock,
/ The same one most people chow down on,
/ Especially my delicious neck.
/ I’m…
hunger
The Daft-Days - by
Now mirk December’s dowie face
/ Glowrs owr the rigs wi sour grimace,
/ While, thro’ his minimum of space,
/ …