Crypto-sorry to hear of you feet,
Hey, atleast you have still got your Seat:
Poems throughout time
Do not always rhyme,
but that doesn't mean they're not neat.
"Top 40 Gordy" hit "Haiku for beer,"
5 inside turned just as he drew near,
He gave them his verse,
They all looked quite terse,
And ignored him, how perfectly queer!
Gordy took one on the chin,
Empty-handed he started to grin,
"Playa-th give-take away,
And it seems that today,
That's a battle I simply won't win!"
I set out to help my younger brother,
5-7-5: we would Haiku another
They'd be happy to hear,
And then toss him a beer,
With affection, or something or other.
He told me, "They've had their chance,"
Elsewhere he'd spread his romance,
The playa had given,
and he was again livin'
Undetered by a bad circumstance!
So I guess what I'm trying to say,
When it comes to the end of the day,
Iambic's just one
Of the ways to have fun
In the poetic world of word play!
Now my two, Haiku, for you:
The Big Rig Jig spins
In my mind, unbound to time,
Come with me-let's climb!
Default can't compete,
It tries ever so sweetly,