27 January, 2004

Fuck you, a haiku

While walking to and fro, the Earth,
To see what I could see
I came across a man ’twas writing
Underneath a Tree
I asked him what he penned so curiously
And he responded not quite furiously
"I am writing the worlds longest Haiku"
With an air of dignity, as though he never farted
I tried to teach, to spare him pain
"Haikus are short, you pen in vain!
Like this, instead", and thus I started:
Crouched on a hillside
We held our collective Breath
Waiting to Attack

He looked at me, and, farting, said, "Fuck You".
I said, "Good Haiku"
And walked away.

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