"Hey, your shoe's untied,"
I say, as I steal your yummy,
hot, toaster pastry.
(TIME: 1')
posted by Haiku Harry, The Kamikaze Contributor at 7:13 PM
Monday, March 20, 2006
"Hey, your shoe's untied,"
I say, as I steal your yummy,
hot, toaster pastry.
(TIME: 1')
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:
Terrible person,
You will reincarnate as
An ant or possum.
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