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Some Haikus
Hot girl at the show:
I realized you were a dude…
That was okay too.
We poured wine last night
but fell asleep by ten o’clock.
It became breakfast.
This be haiku mine
Good try to make it I don’t
Why bother? Who cares?
I showed you my poem
All that you had to say was,
“Oh god, purple pen.”
That’s impossible
For all intents, purposes.
You’ve done it twice now.
Fuck Raynaud’s Syndrome!
My blood vessels are useless
In the wintertime.
