Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof

Haiku Showdown

In Haiku on January 13, 2009 at 6:43 am

Travellers smoke dirt
knock my damn drink over, simp
—yes, frogs hibernate

Underwater chums
Plink nocturnal digits lightly:
Unleash winter’s bun

Into the old pond
from out of the sky it fell,
a loaf of bread—plop!

Ten tiny swans swim
(at reasonable prices)
the river of death.

Trilobites are like
all the Zeuses at the steakhouse
—filthy little slut.

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