Author Shigeyoshi Obata Three hundred sixty days a yearDrunk I lie, like mud every day.Though you're married to Tai-po, wife,You might as well have been the Tai-chang's spouse. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments