Richard Wright


Haiku (7, 11, 16, 18 & 20)

7

Make up you mind, Snail!
You are half inside your house,
And halfway out!

11

You moths must leave now;
I am turning out the light
And going to sleep.

16

All right, You Sparrows;
The sun has set and you can now
Stop your chattering!

18

Sparrow's excrement
Becomes quickly powdery
On sizzling pavements.

20

The dog's violent sneeze
Fails to rouse a single fly
On his mangy back.
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