Allow me to share my opinion of the weather this morning in the form of a short haiku.
Stupid sleet storm pounding
Soaked my clothing to the bone
Hate you, Canada
I was only walking to the train station for 15 minutes, and my clothes are two shades of colour – darker on the front, lighter on the back. Canada? FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUU!!!
I’ve just been made aware that this morning’s haiku starts with a 6 syllable line.
As this just won’t do, I must now write an APOLOGY haiku.
First line, haiku sucked / Too many syllables there / Screw you, I was beat!
–case “Poet and he don’t know it” p.