by Sakutaro Hagiwara
Black-as-can-be cats arrive a-pair,
Up on a rooftop, a plaintive eve,
And on the tips of their pointed tails hung
A wispy crescent-moon, looking hazy.
"O-wah, good evening,"
"O-wah, good evening."
"Waa, waa, waa."[*infant crying]
"O-wah, the man of this household is bedridden."
Last updated January 14, 2019