No Pun in Ten Did

Friday, September 6, 2013

Thirteen, unlucky
Or lucky to some people
I don't really care though

Though life drags on slow,
Nothing can stop your fast soul,
A rocket in mud.

Last haiku was great
How do you top perfection?
Maybe with dinosaurs

I cannot tell lies
I chopped down the cherry tree.
With only my fists

When you wish on stars
Make sure you think it over
That's a lot of pie

One cannot hunt the bird
Of whom the U.S. calls ours.
Cuz dey gon b ded.

The haiku is short.
It sometimes has a plot twist.
M. Night Shyamalan