Tuesday Haiku


Dear Friends, we have just received this poem from a life-long Fullerton resident who goes by the web-handle of “Bushido Poet.” Apparently BP is a ninth-level haiku master. So when he haikus, we listen:

Rain patters my roof

Cold winds rattle the window

A braying donkey

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  1. #1 by Amateur on February 2, 2010

    Roaming the lowlands
    They vanish when the moon breaks
    No carpetbaggers.

  2. #2 by Ghazi Elias on February 2, 2010

    God is good
    I love beer
    God is great
    The end

  3. #3 by Ling Cod on February 2, 2010

    I smell a haiku contest.

  4. #4 by Anonymous on February 2, 2010

    He speaks in riddles
    Money is swept away
    Hee Haw

  5. #5 by Hollis Dugan on February 2, 2010

    The masses are flogged
    Morale lifts up
    A pot of gold beckons

  6. #6 by Luke Skywalker on February 3, 2010

    Aruni! Or as they say in Mando, Arutii!

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