Rumi-nating

I love a lot of Jalaludin Rumi’s poetry, but I have to admit some of it is a bit too flowery for my taste. Which is probably why I laughed so hard at this parody by Mr Moo:

Ruminating

When I walked across the leaves to meet your gaze
my socks got wet and I got a cold
when I wandered the desert, drunk on your love
the doctors gave me an IV drip and told me to not do something so silly again

Read the rest here

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