My NEW Haiku - "You Complete Me"

you complete me, but

can we PLEASE watch something else?

god, this movie sucks



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:grouphug:

I do not buy and sell. Although gifts are nice.

And I never have made deals.

:bounce:

3 lines totaling 17 syllables, yes?

I know everything
You are totally clueless
You should stay silent


(Inspired, in part, by thinking about the reaction of reciting your haiku to Mrs. OBD)

(Since I was only inspired by your Haiku, and didn't actually recite it, am I still on the hook for the $40)

...but just to be safe, you should send me the $39.95. Also, don't forget the shipping and handling, because...well, I have to handle and ship it.

:rofl:

:toast:

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...have been VERY funny... AND pretty good haiku.
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5-7-5 is traditional -- but there can be variations.
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I hate the idea of the syllabic variations -- think it detracts from the intensity
of the rigid formula.
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I only remember two of mine -- and that's because they won publication on a rice-paper
insert in a literary journal -- the only person included twice in the 15 chosen for the
honor.
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One is about an experience I had while coming back through deep woods after having
tended a very small, very remote (for very good reason) crop of what I referred to
as "Australian tomatoes" (I can't remember why).
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As a medic, I had worked hard and gotten myself assigned to cover our Scout section
in the 101st Airborne. I was very quiet and invisible in the woods. Lost in a reverie
on my way home from, um... gardening... I looked up to find myself in the very MIDST
of a small herd of feeding deer.
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The alpha male eventually noticed me, tensed, raised his head and checked me out
carefully for a very long time. He relaxed, realizing that I meant him no harm...
and went back to feeding.
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It was a mystical experience.
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The title was ALSO in haiku format, though the editors (wisely, I eventually came
to feel) omitted it from the published haiku.
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UNDER SURVEILLANCE
WHILE TENDING A REMOTE FIELD
OF MARIJUANA
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Frozen autumn doe
Feigns invisibility.
Inhales my spirit.
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The other was an erotic haiku.
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AUTO-EROTAIKU
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Oyster, moist and warm.
Raw ocean's movement pulses.
Pearl glows with pleasure.
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