The Cliché: "l'haiku un jour"
The tragedy of haiku as weapons, wielded once a day by a B.
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Sunday, October 25, 2009
117.
Lispy kid outside
my window, if you fuck up
my immediate
napping plans, I will
totally beat you senseless
with that tricycle.
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