Screw You Haiku

A little light haiku relief…

Proof that haiku do not always have to be serious…

The life of the clown

by day bringing joy, by night

he’s under your bed

night time toilet trip

lights out, think I saw a clown

run back to bed scared

Long hair and tight jeans

he watches her walk and lusts

bugger, it’s a bloke!

hot tea before bed

up three times throughout the night

Damn old man’s bladder!

Screw you haiku

Holiday romance
Sun, sangria, sweet stranger
Rampant pubic crabs

A fat fellow quite fond of cream cake

And sweet treats, for their goodness he’d ache

Gorged on chocolate and choux

Gateaux and jam tarts too

And meringues, well they’d make his moobs shake

Ok its a limerick…the subheading is a haiku. I could fix it but…ill just leave it 🙂

Screwing you haiku

Surprise!

The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.

 

 

he calls her name loud

back arched, the throes of passion

she stirs from her sleep