haiku, for you
on my patio
a stinking pile of garbage
rotting in the sun
and i contemplate
where has Weird Al been hiding?
...tears won't bring him back
your mother and i
went to the fair without you
hope you like tattoos
that part in Wayne's World?
in the control room, after Benjamin bought the show, and Garth says that haiku?
that's not really a haiku
the morning after
half-full beer on the counter?
there is no excuse
a stinking pile of garbage
rotting in the sun
and i contemplate
where has Weird Al been hiding?
...tears won't bring him back
your mother and i
went to the fair without you
hope you like tattoos
that part in Wayne's World?
in the control room, after Benjamin bought the show, and Garth says that haiku?
that's not really a haiku
the morning after
half-full beer on the counter?
there is no excuse
posted by mike | 1:30 PM
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before Smooth Herman's
we had to chug the rest down
the Great White cometh
Weird Al is still at it. He's doing a James Blunt thing called, "You're Pitiful."
And woo-hoo for everything you do and are going to do.
I didn't want to put the exclamation point. But you get the idea there.
that fifth one is fucking gold.
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I'm pretty sure Weird Al is still mourning his parent's death.
Also I'm pretty sure I need a new glasses prescription because I can't type the fucking security word verification.
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