My echoing tomb
Is cold and dank to life but
Pleasant for the dead.
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My echoing tomb
Is cold and dank to life but
Pleasant for the dead.
Pleasant for the dead,
Hungry worms tickle the flesh,
Tunnels in soft cheese.
Rather morbid if I do say so myself.
Tunnels in soft cheese,
Tongue-trapping bubbles of bliss;
Hail fromagerie!
Hail fromagerie!
And sellers of Pasillas,
White tiles, red doors.
White tiles, red doors
Funky bathroom at the bar.
Play me some raw blues.
Play me some raw blues.
'Cause music always brightens
Those dreadful mondays.
Those dreadful mondays
are intending to construe
another cycle.
Another cycle
Of disease, of swift decay
Dissolving brave hearts.
Disolving brave hearts
Fallen men turning to dust
Among shattered spears
Among shattered Spears
vocal cords and soldiers bid
adieu to honor
Adieu to honor
Farewell to ancient glory
Only vengeance now.
Only vengeance now
For a past chained to sorrow,
We shall have our day.
We shall have our day,
Sharing haiku on lit net
with all my good friends.
My three thousandth post!!!!! :banana:
PS - I beat Riesa to 3000!
yay
With all my good friends.
Enjoying life when it's best
Don't worry so much
Don't worry so much
About your post count, Virgil
Quality comes first
Quality comes first,
oh yes, it indeed comes first.
Magnificent, Virg
Magnificent, Virg
"Wonderful spirit you have
It looks delicious"
"It looks delicious",
thinks every eater near;
all on the table!
All on the table
His fate now lies in luck's hands
Chance chooses the cards.
Chance chooses the cards;
We are dealt what we are dealt,
But we can still bluff.
But we can still bluff,
Fooling those light-headed, that
Flounder indecisive.
Flounder indecisive
Nibbles at the worm, then bites.
"Hey, I got one now."
"Hey, I got one now,"
The boy said with a slight smile
"Why did the chicken..."
Yea! my 666th post!!!
Why did the chicken
cross the road? To get to the
supermarket for packaging.
Supermarket for packaging:
The longest five syllables
This Haiku has seen.
:lol:
*shrugs shoulders with a smile*
This haiku has seen
blue skies and storm clouds and night.
But it has felt love.
:D :nod:
But it has felt love,
Struggling it's way out of it's
Tattered little box.
Tattered little box
Held by a callow child, in
Deep sleep he slumbers
Deep sleep he slumbers
Through; en route to who knows where;
Beyond the night's dreams.
Beyond the night's dreams
Day breaks and illuminates
A shadowed spectrum.
A shadowed spectrum
Harbinger, now approaches
The Green Lantern's Light.
The green lantern's light
Beckons thirsty men to a
Clean well lighted place
clean well lighted place
to satisfy the thirstiness
thirstiness is gone
Thirstiness is gone?
Off to where, I'm wondering,
What say you, Good Day!
What say you, Good Day!
What say he, on a bad day?
Shudder at the thought.
Shudder at the thought,
Of Christina Aguillera,
Singing opera! :eek2:
Singing opera :eek2:
The cat yowls and bites my face,
I can't stand critics!
I can't stand critics
Three will never jeer again
Bodies still unfound.
Bodies still unfound.
Thought I knew where I hid them-
Better get new ones
:lol: :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by samercury
Better get new ones.
The old underwear have holes.
May get too drafty.