Under the right circumstances any image of Shoki
Can turn into Shoki himself, all tensed and ready
To quell demons. It does no good for us to say
"We're respectable these days and have proper roles!
We are museum guards and small children
Pushing smaller ones in strollers! We are old men
Of no fixed address who sleep on the sidewalks
And occasionally turn into old women muttering
Of how nothing's gone right these forty years now
Or nearly so..."
"Demons, the lot of you! "
Says Shoki, and draws his blunt quelling sword.
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