Catching leprechauns
lucky? Yeah, right. They're at crotch
level and they bite.
(TIME: 1' 23")
posted by Haiku Harry, The Kamikaze Contributor at 9:37 PM
Friday, March 17, 2006
Catching leprechauns
lucky? Yeah, right. They're at crotch
level and they bite.
(TIME: 1' 23")
Impromptu Haiku's mission is simple:
to wrecklessly create a loose and senseless
haiku in under three minutes for (semi) daily
publication. As the founding contributor, Haiku
Harry's infamous "Kamikaze Haiku Technique"
(KHT) leaves tradition, skill, and intelligence
sucking the rubber from his literary skidmarks,
as he races to complete each tiny masterpiece in
total disregard to his health, conventional forms,
and good sense or taste.
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1 Comments:
That's not a haiku
You just ended your lines in
Convenient spots.
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