I suppose its sort of expected that at 1 AM I think of writing Haiku....
A candle flickers
The beat of wings
In a shallow grave
_____
A foggy morning
The soft clip- clop
Of mysterious hooves
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Slim heels and gilded air
Scuffy shoes wiped against trousers
Comets bumping into planets
_____
Elongated claws, shining fangs
Demanding a stomach- rub
Sheep in wolf-skin
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And Ms. Brain clocks out for the night..............
A candle flickers
The beat of wings
In a shallow grave
_____
A foggy morning
The soft clip- clop
Of mysterious hooves
_____
Slim heels and gilded air
Scuffy shoes wiped against trousers
Comets bumping into planets
_____
Elongated claws, shining fangs
Demanding a stomach- rub
Sheep in wolf-skin
_____
And Ms. Brain clocks out for the night..............