Haiku are easy
But sometimes they don’t make sense;
This came from a very funny article on bathroom graffiti that I saw on Buzzfeed. I liked it so much I posted it on Facebook It garnered many likes and a few shares, but then, from Phil Wilke, one my best friends and a truly wonderful and sweet guy (with a wicked sense of humor) came this reply:
Writing a haiku
an exercise in restraint
The walrus was Paul
Well, of course, then the challenge was on and I responded with:
The question remains
Did she break up the Beatles?
Look, a butterfly!
To which Phil’s response was:
Why couldn’t Yoko
have met Baader-Meinhof Gang
and broken them up?
Which, to be honest, could not be beaten as a haiku. But I had to try…
Maybe she met them!
Happiness is a Warm Gun
Some guy she knew sang…
And after which he posted a picture of himself in a kilt with a scantily clad, beautiful young lady at some festival or another and the topic veered off in a dozen other directions, as it should.
But in the end, I was left thinking: to friends! May God bless them!
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