Screw you haiku…

The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them…

Left his phone unlocked

Wife browses the internet

Sweating profusely

Waves crash like thunder

grey skies, cold waters, time flies

Makes me need a wee

Red dress and pale skin

Heads turn, hearts race, open mouthed

Wardrobe malfunction

Cold blue winter skies

Crisp snow covers city streets

Dead hobo doorway


Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

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