04-06-2018, 07:31 AM
Tane’s tale
The God gang claimed me
but I had to earn my patch.
At the party, half seemed to mourn
while the rest celebrated.
They gave me mud, said
‘What can you make of that?’
I could plant kumera, and eat,
I thought, or build on it
a whare, to sleep. Lonely,
I made a girl, to cook, and keep
me warm at night.
Then I fucked her to life.
The God gang claimed me
but I had to earn my patch.
At the party, half seemed to mourn
while the rest celebrated.
They gave me mud, said
‘What can you make of that?’
I could plant kumera, and eat,
I thought, or build on it
a whare, to sleep. Lonely,
I made a girl, to cook, and keep
me warm at night.
Then I fucked her to life.