Have you ever had your coffee served by an ogre, Haruki-san?
Did it ever rain squirrels on your morning walk?
Has your pasta ever gone limp because you got a call from a dolphin,
Telling you about a secret mission organized by a goat man?
I wonder if you’ve ever fallen in love with a woman’s ear,
If that’s where it all comes from
Tell me, Haruki-san
Every time I read you I wonder where you get it
And when the phone does ring
And when the rain pours down
And when I squeeze into an alley
And when the mysterious man comes
And when the narwhal asks to enter…
I wonder, should I let it?
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