(idea) by sensei Tue Aug 22 2000 at 14:44:57
Lice at play on my head,
Are always biting
At the nape of my neck,
Fall from their heaven
In the teeth of my comb,
And end their days there:
On the lid of my make-up box.

Ryojin Hisho, Heian era

I like it! 2 C!s

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