Customer Complaint


The sun can’t keep time.
We had to invent Leap Year.
Shoddy workmanship!

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on March 1, 2012, in Poetry, Senryu, Writing and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 12 Comments.

  1. No kidding! Touchรฉ, an thank you!

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  2. ๐Ÿ™‚ . I would like to see a clock that had the accurate time. Boy what a mess the train schedules would be.

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  3. And what about that second they have to add every few years. Tsk, tsk!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Liked by 1 person

  4. This is a good one – brought a smile to me ๐Ÿ™‚

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