All hail Mr. 'stard
for starting this haiku thread
foward two thousand
foward two thousand
toward the next milestone marker
goward, said June Cleaver
Bzzzzzzt. Six syllables.
“Gward,” said June Cleaver,
and her family wondered just
what the hell she meant.
what the hell she meant
when she called me a numb nuts
I will never know
I will never know
wild riches or stardom
I’m a lucky man
I will never know
the joy of being the champ
for haiku challenge
Darn it again!
I’m a lucky man
Wait, no I’m not, I’m a chick
Preview fool, preview!
“Preview, fool, preview!”
barked Mr. T, and of course
I listened to him.
I listened to him
As he droned endlessly on.
Worst first date ever.
I listen to him
For he was the Chuck Norris
And could punch my neck
(Congrats, Mr. Mustard)
Worst first date ever
An orangutan and me
A good hugger, though
Damnit!
A good hugger though,
For he was the Chuck Norris
And he was cuddly.
And he was cuddly
And he was very handsome
This ax murderer
This ax murderer
Sure liked killing those axes
He had one to grind
He had ine ti grind
Two to to full and three to pull
Bad dental checkup
bad dental checkup
is a real pain in the mouth
sadism for sure.
sadism for sure
watching Biggest Loser show
in real-time TV
in real-time TV
no TiVo? No DVR?
not even DVD?
Bzzzzzzzzt. Six syllables.
Not e’en DVD
could lure me away from my
Betamax, baby!
“Betamax Baby”
70s hit by that band
The Sixth Syllable
The Sixth Syllable
Great Flick! I see extra
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