This was just a little something to break the week in with, and to feed the world’s insatiable appetite for more haiku. So the next time you’re in a boring situation, with blood coming out of your ears, make a game out of it. Try to put it into a haiku. That’s what I do. For example-
“Networking Function”
So what do you do?
Oh you work in sales? That’s cool.
I don’t give a shit.
“Grocery Shopping”
No. That can’t be right…
Buy one, get one free roast beef?
Thank you sandwich god.
“Weekend Chores”
Wash and wax the car.
Clean the house in time for guests.
Thank God for my flask.
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Poems on the fly.
Some are funny, some are not.
I prefer to laugh.
Mr. Lo, you’re a regular Charles Bukowski.
Bukowski I ain’t.
At least not my poetry.
How about a drink?
“Networking Function” is a master piece
I have tried but writing haiku is a pain..plus i dont get the rules….
but now that you have shown how to…will do something about it
Ha, no you’re the real poet. You would blow me out of the water if you tried. It’s easy to write “poetry” (and I use that term loosely), when you’re writing about food.
Laughing out loud.
“I don’t give a shit.”
hahahaha
Ha thanks. Think of this, next time you’re listening to someone explain their boring job. I hate it with all my heart.
Let’s just see how long,
It takes for Manon Kubler,
To repost this one
It has been a while…He must’ve read your post.
He wrote me a massive comment on it. I’m not sure if it’s a rave review or a call for my assassination for heresy, or maybe both.
As usual, he wrote it in cow’s blood in some dead language.
Why can’t I have nice normal groupies with perky boobs and braces on their teeth?
This comment means so much more to me, knowing that you’re a grandpa.
I decided on the moniker “Pappy” as I am a big fan of hillbilly culture and besides, all the other good grandfather names were taken by my own kids’ grandfathers who are very much alive and kicking.
Hopefully it doesn’t disturb you that a grandpa would wish for “normal groupies with perky boobs and orthodontia”
Of course not. Blood writing in dead languages, and chicks never go out of style. Why do you think that fetish site about goth woman reading from the Necronomicon is so popular? Besides what do I know? I wrote a haiku about house work.
you make a good point,
i’m the old guy talking boobs,
while you’re swiffering
If poetry was like this in highschool I would’ve become a fan much earlier.
It’s all in the cuss words. I never used to eat vegetables either until my mom let me swear at them.
Hilarious. But where were you last week, when I actually had a networking event to go to? *sigh* I don’t think the universe and I have quite the same sense of humour…
Hold on, I wrote a haiku for that response-
Stupid universe
Why must you always do this
It’s not becoming
Lol! Giving you a shout out on my blog today – come by and check it out
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