pen spews; maceclubs strike tea
six equate prince by soil
crunchy like a crow
I drink above snow
coffeepot berates princess
hot as a turtle.
If syllables count,
shouldn't we really be writing
in Japanese?
Reload this page for more haiku, or paint the mental picture
for thirty (30) minutes.
From here, you could zip over to
my main gweep page.
Cheers,
Joe Provo