Sunday, April 06, 2008

Haiku Cross?

Has anyone heard?
Is the Haiku Master dead?
A race would be nice
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3 comments:

Gianni said...

...I had a dream that the winning haiku was just a paraphrased version of Ziggy Stardust. It almost, kinda, sorta works.

**

Ziggy played guitar

The Spiders from Mars.
He played left hand, made it far,
Became the special man -

Then we’re Ziggy's Band.
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes
screw-ed down hairdo

A cat from Japan,
He could lick 'em by smiling,
Could Leave me to hang

Came on so loaded
Man, well hung and snow white tan.
So where were spiders?

Tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us,
Should we crush-’is sweet hands?

Ziggy played for time,
jiving us that we’re Voodoo
The kids was just crass,

He was the naz with
God given ass, He took it
all too far but boy

Could he play guitar.
Ziggy sucked up into-‘is mind;
The kids killed the man.

I had to break up the band.

8:24 AM
that dave said...

whoa.

weird.

11:50 AM
the secretary said...

fantastic, really.

3:40 PM

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