We'll see how long I can do this. Gives me an excuse to post something, at least. And today you get two, since it's the 2nd and I only just decided to try this.
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A Winter Haiku
icicles like death
glinting in the midday sun.
don't walk beneath them.
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There once was a teacher from Colorado
Who during her break had to go
To Lowes for paint
And brushes and ain't
She tired now so to bed she'll go.
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I'm really bad at rhyming.
2 comments:
I can tell you are feeling optimistic!
The winter haiku was awesome, I loved it. The paint poem sucked. What were you thinking? (You know I love ya.) :)
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