Insects are true bugs,
and I know of one rabbit
who is a true Bugs
Who is a true Bugs?
Have them query the doctor
What’s up, then you’ll know
What’s up? Then you’ll know
It takes piercing, sucking mouths
To be a true bug.
To be a true bug
You have to suck blood from folk
Kind of like a tick
Kind of like a tick
But similar to a tock
So it’s a tick-tock
So it’s a tick-tock
Hickory dickory dock
And other clock sounds
And other clock sounds
as may occur to you all;
I can think of none.
I can think of none
Reasons, that is, for me to
Stop making haikus
Stop making haikus?
Perish the thought! Haikus are
A wonderful thing.
A wonderful thing
about Tiggers is
Tiggers are wonder
ful things!
You know that works as a haiku if you break it up as
A wonderful thing
about Tiggers is Tiggers
Are wonderful things!
right?
Anyhoo:
Are wonderful things
Too much for us to hope for
In this modern world?
Thanks! Obviously I didn’t count syllables correctly.
In this modern world,
haiku are 5-7-5
now and forever!
“Now and forever
I am Phoenix,” Jean Grey said.
Or was it Jean Grey?
Or was it Jean Grey?
Or was it the Professor?
Could be Magneto!
Could be “Magneto”
Or his brother “Magnifty”.
They had weird parents.
They had weird parents,
or so I’m told - no judging!
I’ll leave that to Maeve.
I’ll Leave that to Maeve
The gender-swap version of
Leave it to Beaver
Leave it to beaver
Because that lazy woodchuck
Won’t even chuck wood
Won’t even Chuck Wood
tell us what’s going on here?
I sure wish he would.