The "week of haiku" wasn't necessarily to mean that I would be writing haiku all week. I mean, does Gay Pride Month mean I have to be proud all month? Or am I not allowed to betray anybody on Loyalty Day? Or does Youth Day mean that I have to disappear for twenty-four hours? C'mon, it's a figure of speech like "moral majority" or "military intelligence"... it doesn't really mean anything. Besides, how is my ferret-like mind supposed to focus on haiku for SEVEN, WHOLE days?
Okay, here's another:
Is the blogosphere
filled with harassing gadflies?
No, it's just Fafe.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
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Buddy Crocker
Buddy he's not
but a crock!
Alfredo and BebeMoche,
My last highcoo:
You torture my heart
A three legged fly from which
you've pulled off the wings
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