Haikus about the time since my last post:
Yay, corduroy pants!
They are 4 inches too long.
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.
My dad, bless his heart,
was sure Games of Thrones would not
really kill Nedd Stark.
Dear Paul McCartney:
DO NOT WANT. Sincerely yours,
Ev'ryone. Really.
Meryl the greyhound,
it is 5 AM. Don't you
love to sleep? I DO.
Tim Kasher, I'm yours.
No longer young and emo,
but I am clever.
1 comment:
I admire the can-do spirit of the first Haiku. If I had your ambition, I'd be wearing the pants of a man of six feet.
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