This made me tear up
Not a haiku.
counting syllablesusing fingers, we all areadmit it ya shits
Last night with BarrackTomorrow brings change biglyAlready miss you
where are you going?to look for Americahard to find right now
Wants tanks in paradeBrass say not now dictatorPutnan want a be.
Petty little manWith such telling little handsJust go fuck yourself
when life gets you downjust sit back and crack a beercount some ceiling tiles!
When life lowers you downTaylor's there at dawnSwifts scratch the summer skye
egg, your obsessionis starting to worry mescrawny pop singer
that's not a haikufive seven five god damn ityou can do it, friend
actually none of these are haikus by Basho's definition.....
but i think i said this already and you fuckers made a haiku about it.
who is this Bashoshould we give a flying fuck?i can't say we should
There you go againnature and seasons, we knowhaiku rules no fun
Please Go fuck yourselvesBasho invented haikuPlease eat Dick sandwich
take a calming breaththe sun is coming out nowsnowdrops raise their heads
Balve, you are a cunt.Again. Balv, you are a cunt.Who is a cunt? Balv.
thank you dildo lipsi can see my dick when i pissyou old fat bastard