Coffee in stomach.
Air in lungs; if you get them
confused, it does suck.
If syllables count,
shouldn't we really be writing
in Japanese?
they hack onto ground
quarter staff as a rooster,
one order the fart
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