Bicycle giraffe
Brightly colored machine tools
True Dada haiku!
Chickadee with snot
That’s snot, Chickadee. Snot, snot!
Damn! Don’t pick my nose!
Chickadee with snot.
That’s snot, Chickadee. Snot, snot!
Damn! Don’t pick my nose!
Five syllables then
Seven syllables and
Five more syllables.
Darn hamsters, messing with my posts.
Darn hamsters, messing
With Tikki’s posts - how I hate
Them and their whiskers!
Just so we’re clear now
I am the thread killer here
My poem will be last.
Somehow I doubt this,
Although I can’t quite say why
And I might be wrong.
Interesting thought
This could go on forever
I love some Haiku
Up since one aye ehm.
This jet lag is killing me.
And now, a long drive.
O Cartooniverse,
I hope you had a safe drive,
And are now resting.
My internet tubes
Are clogged, so I blow in them,
No good, they’re still clogged
Haiku Haiku Hai,
Haiku Haiku Haiku Hai,
Haiku Haiku Hai.
Mako loco so,
Loco Mako hoho Whoa!
hoho hoho ho!
“Best of the Worst?” True!
Lameness of haiku epic
Lytton would be proud.
Parrots don’t have teeth
I noticed with great alarm
What did we eat then?
You would, maybe, have
Preferred that parrots have teeth?
I sure am puzzled.
My preference is
Not to be served cooked small bats
When the chef said parrot.
A friend of mine came up with this one. I wish I could take credit for it.
David Allan Coe:
I was drunk the day my mom
Got out of prison
Hmmm. That reads like a
Real country western haiku.
Nashville on Line 2!
I bent my Wookie
My cat’s breath smells like cat food
It tastes like burning
Even quite odd lads
May compose sublime haiku
Lo, even Ralphie!