boyfriend is picky
perfume banned in la Lexus
farts don’t count, do they?
Blue Screen of Death haiku (not my creation, alas):
Chaos reigns within
Reflect, repent, and reboot
Order shall return
Doper makes entreaty:
compose verse of seventeen
I think this one sucks
Damn World of Warcraft
Stealing away all my time
I MUST LEVEL UP!
Healthy and thriving
Robust, blooming, flourishing
Damned dandelions
I would write haiku
But I hate counting syllables
Let’s hope this works… YES!
Chinese food for lunch
I’m temporarily full
Hungry in an hour
Memorial Day
Beer, hot dogs, more beer, burgers
Something about Vets
Friends and strangers, both
Knowing but not knowing you
My fellow dopers
Want to meet Dopers?
Go to a local Dopefest
I just did - it’s fun!
A Boston dopefest?
It seems I missed the last one
Perhaps the next one.
A hiaku tribute to… WW/Mafia:
His name is Winston
He claims to be a Mason
He is Vanilla 
Mafia Part Two:
Legendary Proportions
Epic Cluster-Fuck :eek:
Where is spare change guy?
Let’s invite him to dopefest
Oh yah, arrested
It’s now four AM
why am I surfing the web?
I should be snoozing
(w. apologies to danceswithcats)
It’s now four AM
why am I surfing the web?
I should be working
TFTFY
(Count the syllables in the second line)
Counting syllables
For a proper haiku is
What you gotta do.
Here is the one I wrote for Suburan Plankton. We just celebrated 14 yrs of marriage.
My husband, my friend
Bright sun shines on our lives, now
And for years to come
Bollocks bollocks boll
ocks bollocks bollocks bollocks
bollocks bollocks FUCK
E.T.A: So I
can’t count syllables in lines
yet I’m in Accounts!
Our dear Nancarrow
Stymied by the syllables
We know you can count
I have confidence
In Nancarrow too, if s/he
Will just try, try, try!
Oh my, Winston Smith
You’re just saying that so that
She will feel better