They came one winter night. Quite like this March night.
Actually, it was exactly like this March night. It happened today.
That’s right, the rabid dust particles attacked me.
No joke.
I remarked on how fluffy and fuzzy they seemed. Like sheep.
I think that was the signal.
They melded as one and formed one giant dust sheep.
And attacked.
I barely got the broom in time.
At least you’ve started speaking out against sheepy sheep.
Yay kohaku-chan!