Haiku Madness Part Deux

Tiffany, lampshade
Off of your head! You’re not the
Life of the party!

“Life of the party”
All too often really means
An obnoxious drunk

An obnoxious drunk
Is preferable to a
Belligerent drunk?

Belligerent Drunk?
That’s my fave Glasgow pub band!
Both awesome and loud.

Both awesome and loud
But enough 'bout my sex life
You come here often?

You come here often?
You like karaoke? And,
Oh yeah, what’s your sign?

“Oh yeah, what’s your sign?”
I asked. She looked back at me
Then she said “Keep out”

Then she said “keep out
of my drawers!” and I said
“do you wanna fork?”

"Do you wanna fork?”
I’m having soup, ya nimrod,
I could use a spoon.

I could use a spoon,
but that’s so boring. Instead:
telekinesis!

Telekinesis!
Telepyrokinesis!
I’ll slap you with flame!

“I’ll slap you with flame!
Feet of flame!”. Michael Flatley
Is a feeble thug.

Is a feeble thug
going to be any good
at writing haiku?

At writing haiku,
I think we’ve demonstrated
We produce a lot.

We produce a lot
Of zucchinis in summer.
Better lock your cars.

Better lock your cars!
“The Attack of the Killer
Zukes.” Worse than 'maters?

“Zukes” worse than " 'maters”?
Neither seems popular for
Replacing team names.

Replacing team names
isn’t my priority;
other fish to fry!

Other fish to fry:
Catfish, speckled trout, flounder.
All are delicious!

All are delicious!
All the chocolates are good!
White’s not chocolate.