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Oh snail, climbing slow –

Please let me make it better ~

Back on grass you go.

Chase the man to work –
Though oblivious to him ~
The scurrying ant.  

Cheeky pálinka –
The wind and the rain outside ~
Oh! how cold it is.


Scarecrow, in the rain –
Soaked to the core ~ still smiling –
Issa would be proud.

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