Supper will be cold,
Your man will think you can't cook.
The chicken is raw.
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Supper will be cold,
Your man will think you can't cook.
The chicken is raw.
the chicken is raw
I'm sorry, I didn't know
how to make this dish
(I really did feed my husband raw chicken in a casserole when we were first married. He was so sick. He ate this big bowl so he wouldn't hurt my feelings, but I had a sandwich.)
:lol: That's a good husband. I dislike chicken to begin with, and raw chicken would have made me vomit. ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by motherhubbard
How to make this dish
Is first one has to fire the kiln.
Then burn love in it.
Then burn love in it
In giant block letters
Everyone can see
(he would have been better off had he vomited)
Oh yes, you can easily get food poisoning with chicken.
Everyone can see
the forest between the trees.
One has to hike through.
One has to hike through
The deep wood to reach the end
Of the nature trail
of the nature trail
it's only too natural
to get lost in it
to get lost in it
that dark, dank, dismal labyrinth
no one could blame you...
no one could blame you
'thank you', I am so tired
my haiku could not
reflect my desire
to communicate with you
and so I will go
and leave it to you...
I've got def glitch problems... keeps jumping in and out of forum... I like the ending to this one better. I wrote them within seconds of each other. Just kept losing the post... :( Weird stuff going to post and go away for a bit...
no one could blame you...
"Thank you", I am so tired
my haiku could not
express my wish to
communicate with you and
so, I will leave you
the task of writing
more engaging words right now
that I cannot do
temporary lose...
that i cannot do
temporary losing thread
alzheimer's dungeon
Alzheimer’s dungeon
Imprisoning families
Just stick together
Just stick together
and everything will be fine
remember to smile
remember to smile
no matter how bad it hurts
you must appear strong
You must appear strong
Dipping but not breaking as
Life becomes pathless.
Life becomes pathless
Turns to everlasting death
Gone is this life now!
Gone is this life now!
Passing through an airy wall
Designed to receive.
Designed to receive
From birth we assume the world
Is ours to plunder.
Is ours to plunder,
A momentous presumtion,
That which we didn't own...
i liked this one a lot :) too tru, padma, too true! ^_^Quote:
Originally Posted by atiguhya padma
that which we didnt own
and have not deserved ourselves
makes us regret so
Makes us regret so,
Often leaving behind those
Feelings of impulse.
feelings of impulse
grab us and make us do things
nonsense otherwise.
"Nonsense otherwise,"
A last, thoughtless shot rung out
From her fading guns.
From her fading guns
I hid my small ugly head
So i would not die
Willow! Long time no see! :D
So I would not die
I extended my hand towards
The one nearest me.
yep im back to civilazation at least
The one nearest me
grab his inner being there
And Switch bitween sides
And switch between sides -
Crazily hopping from one
Outlook to the next.
Outlook to the next
I never really knew him
it was not karma
I love haiku :D
It was not karma
But it was in hindsight still
quite a good idea
Quite a good idea
or so it seems at the time
hang on for the ride
[me too, AnotherShot, welcome to LitNet!] :)
hang on for the ride
bring your picnic basket too
we'll laugh and smile
We'll laugh and smile
as here the words do appear....
Grinning as we type.
grinning as we type
this is all so very fun
asking ourselves why.
asking ourselves why
grasshoppers tigers dragons
not the kung fu way
not the kung fu way
white sneakers make too much noise
barefeet is preferred
"Barefeet" is preferred
When dancing through hot coals and
Gliding through soft grass.
Gliding through soft grass
but please, keep an open eye
Beetles love to bite
[thx :)]
Beetles love to bite
those unbidden guests of ours
oh when will they learn
oh when will they learn
that nothing really matters
just enjoy yourself :)
just enjoy yourself—
yeah—thirteen terrible annuals—
past the breaking point…