Third step is profit.
The bees are in the what, now?
No women for you!
Boil honey for mead
1AM, spill on bare feet
2nd degree burns
Steaks in marinade.
Dog sniffing the counter top.
Kitten bears witness.
Giant explosion
Innards coat inner oven
Fucking potato.
Nice custard cookie,
A nice garnish with dim sum,
Yuck! It’s mayonnaise.
A drop of water
rolled down the roast bag to cause
blue glass explosion
It’s two years later
Occasionally we find
more shards of blue glass
Corpulent Hostess
Brings forth a tray of desserts
Yet shares with no one.
The cat's tongue tastes bad
Especially on my steak
Let's get some pizza !
:DA cat licks his butt
And you shouldn’t ever know
What his tongue tastes like
My Taiwanese wife
Some unknown food in the fridge
Her lab experment
Hot, fresh refried beans
Dropped in pot onto floor now
stars of brown on walls
(and cieling, too!)
Mmm, buffet mashed spuds
A nice big mouthful works–bleah
That’d be horseradish.
First sushi dinner.
Pile of shaved fish as garnish?
Oh Shit! That’s Ginger!
A shiu mai fell off
my chopsticks, splashed red sauce on
you, 10 feet away.
(something I managed to do to my wife when out eating dim sum)
I love calzones
tomato sauce on my shorts
hope that washes out
In three parts:
Summer blueberries
handpicked, saved 'til November
Screw cake, birthday pie!
Scratch lattice crust gorgeous.
Guests on the way, must cool quick.
I know, in the fridge!
Lifting to top shelf,
pie slips in dish, explodes on floor.
Dog’s greatest dream fulfilled.
*also all four walls,
all appliances, in fridge
and on ceiling. Weep.
Don’t leave baklava
on the counter. Dogs can jump,
scarf it all, then hurl.
Attention, haiku
writers! 5-7-5 is
the pattern! Learn it!
For the record, I first instigated the NOT HAIKU thing here.
Crap. I knew that, but
the memory puts me in
a severe state. Oh,
no! Punctuation
messed up, too. Submitted for
re-approval, please.
Epic revised:
Summer blueberries.
Handpicked, saved 'til November.
Screw cake, birthday pie!
Scratch lattice crust sweet.
Guests on the way, must cool quick.
I know, in the fridge!
Lifting to top shelf,
pie slips, explodes on floor. Shock.
Dog blows fuse in joy.