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My wife's haiku penHemlock? Foxglove? Yew?No. More poisonous
but lo - discipline!no calling marlene a b%^$h;quiet poem instead
Ah but from your hometwenty miles or so awayyou cannot hear her
Husband, be glad. Soquickly haiku can turn youinto the demon.
Have no fear my love,I don't doubt at all that, I'll see you in Hell!
Sexy Jew husbandYour people don't believe inHell. Love you. Mean it.
Corrected again.I see you over there laughing.Wanna go upstairs?
good thing for hockey!i would have been a third wheelhope you two had fun...
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