Not really written much lately. Let’s get back into the swing of things with some light Haiku work.
A slave to loves need
the heart wants what the heart wants
mistakes made in haste
Guess it’s a start
Son has stomach ache
he thinks it’s a heart attack
Just needed a poo
another?
I hope for the day
Donald needs a new heart, gets
a poor black muslim’s
How wicked I know. Aslan will surely punish me. Bed I think…good night.
