sweet, wet, wretched stench
slime oozes, something sticky
take out the garbage!
 . . . .
sweet, wet, wretched stench
slime oozes, something sticky
don't elect that guy!
 . . . .
the big hand ticks once
one more and I'll blow my top
I hate "hold" music
 . . . .
long, smooth cylinder
two double-A's bring such joy
plastic submarine
 . . . .
pain, anguish released
willful fury, cold attack
pen touches blank page
April 12, 2005
haiku (gesundheit)
topics:
light verse
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