Haiku Madness

Better than bad’s good
And worse than good is bad, but
I’m bad to the bone.

I’m bad to the bone.
A Delaware blues rocker.
I’m George Thorogood.

I’m bad to the bone
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Yeah, I drink alone

Yeah, he drinks alone
Sternvogel got ninja’d there
I’m George Thorogood

I’m George Thorogood
But that doesn’t mean that you
can call me just George

Can call me just George
The man in the yellow hat
Where’s Curious George?

Where’s Curious George?
Where’s Waldo? Who really cares?
They can’t help us now.

They can’t help us now,
We fell through the looking glass,
It’s so cold in here.

It’s so cold in here.
Well, what do you expect when
You’re dating Mr. Freeze?

“You’re dating Mr. Freeze”
has six syllables it seems
not a haiku.

You’re dating Mr. Freeze
But screwing Torch on the side
Chapped lips, anyone?

Chapped lips, anyone?
Fear Itself and drew, what gives?
Play nice, everyone.

Play nice, everyone,
Big Brother is watching you
so you never know…

So you never know,
Drewtwo, that “Not a Haiku”
Has four syllables? :slight_smile:

Has four syllables?
We want five, seven, then five.
Count your syllables!

Count your syllables,
The first line had too many
so the last had less!

So the last had less
Because the first took so much?
To each for his needs

To each for his needs?
Not what others here told me.
It’s five, seven, five.

It’s five, seven, five
Any variation is
Just a big faux-ku

Just a big faux-ku
It’s time to move on now, 'K?
What shall we haiku?