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I Haiku. Do You?
I thought it would be a friggin' riot to get my work buddies - a degenerate bunch of creatives - to write haiku. I informed them all ahead of time that these would be published in this august medium. They sent them to me anyway.
Gary, Designer, with his cat's fave haiku:
You must scratch me there!
Yes, above my tail! Behold,
"Elevator butt."
Natalie, Writer, with an ode to her neice:
Sweet Addie looks up.
She sees me and yells: "Nat-Nat!"
My heart melts. Again.
... and again with several odes to the best shows on TV:
You are my person.
'Cause we are dark and twisty.
You really get me.
O Slushy shower
You cannot drown out my song
Groove is in the heart.
Oh baby Stewie
Why do you hate your mother?
And how old are you?
Roger, Writer, with a love story:
Gail liked to kiss John
But he liked it better when
She had her teeth in
... and again, with a political entry:
Stealthily I sneak
Into your room as you sleep
I'm Dick Cheney - suck
Renee, Administrative Assistant, with the truth:
Back against the wall?
Had all you can take this week?
Call K.; have a drink!
Don, Designer and cycling enthusiast, with "A Mountain Bike Haiku":
Over roots I spin
wheels roll forward up the hill
burrito after
Then there was Alan's. He's also a designer. It was funny. He wouldn't let me publish it. Boo. Hiss.
And, finally, there's mine. I call it "Thinking of Others:"
My slacks are too tight.
I need to go shopping soon.
Don't look! Camel toe.
UPDATE: Alan relented. His haiku is below. It's called "Love: A Haiku"
Colin, Faith, now Grace
What were we thinking that night?
Call the doctor, quick!
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Gary, Designer, with his cat's fave haiku:
You must scratch me there!
Yes, above my tail! Behold,
"Elevator butt."
Natalie, Writer, with an ode to her neice:
Sweet Addie looks up.
She sees me and yells: "Nat-Nat!"
My heart melts. Again.
... and again with several odes to the best shows on TV:
You are my person.
'Cause we are dark and twisty.
You really get me.
O Slushy shower
You cannot drown out my song
Groove is in the heart.
Oh baby Stewie
Why do you hate your mother?
And how old are you?
Roger, Writer, with a love story:
Gail liked to kiss John
But he liked it better when
She had her teeth in
... and again, with a political entry:
Stealthily I sneak
Into your room as you sleep
I'm Dick Cheney - suck
Renee, Administrative Assistant, with the truth:
Back against the wall?
Had all you can take this week?
Call K.; have a drink!
Don, Designer and cycling enthusiast, with "A Mountain Bike Haiku":
Over roots I spin
wheels roll forward up the hill
burrito after
Then there was Alan's. He's also a designer. It was funny. He wouldn't let me publish it. Boo. Hiss.
And, finally, there's mine. I call it "Thinking of Others:"
My slacks are too tight.
I need to go shopping soon.
Don't look! Camel toe.
UPDATE: Alan relented. His haiku is below. It's called "Love: A Haiku"
Colin, Faith, now Grace
What were we thinking that night?
Call the doctor, quick!
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