Today, as I played around a bit with a freshly caught mole, I noticed my woman sitting next to the pond. I know she's partial to those goldfish, Frith knows why, they are such dumb animals.
Anyway, she claims she has written a Haiku about those silly fish, whereas everyone knows it is ME who is writing those Haikus!I'll prove it to you:
Goldfish gaze upon
my reflection in their pond
and blow me a kiss
There! Obviously you are able to recognize the hand of the master?!