Haiku for You

[Aphos]

Time for sprinklers

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Thunderstorms raging
Popsicles melt in the rain

[pieces o nine]

like MacArthur's Park.


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Look! There is a light
at the end of the tunnel

[Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith]

and it's not a train!

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long day, drawing closed
now is the time for some sleep

[Swatopluk]

Come, god of slumber

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Without clouds the sky
Horizon to horizon

[Sibling DavidH]

shines blue and pale gold.

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God blast those darn rooks -
They poo all over my car.

[Swatopluk]

Call them back, Odin!

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Thunder gods descend
Wildly waving their hammers

[Sibling DavidH]

It's July the fourth!

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My new avatar
Is winking his left eye

[Swatopluk]

Don't let it sell bling!

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Brown is the heath now
Gone the green for lack of rain

[Sibling DavidH]

Due to the jet stream

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I like Beethoven
But Mozart is best of all.

[Swatopluk]

That's unfair... too short...

It's difficult to make haikus about my favorite composers.
How could I put Michail Michailowitsch Ippolitow-Iwanow or Wassili Sergejewitsch Kalinnikow into one.
Even Johann Sebastian Bach barely fits the second line

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That was the story
As I remember it now

[Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith]

Alas! My mind's gone...

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when pigs have wings, then
cars will fly, all will eat well


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_{Edit:  the above is entirely inspired by the lyrics of Pink Floyd}

[pieces o nine]

No meat, no pudding!



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Bratwurst roasting on
an open fire; marshmallows

[Swatopluk]

turning into coal

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Has it ever been
As it has been told to us

[Sibling DavidH]

No!  It was all lies.

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If memory fails,
How can we know what happened?

[Swatopluk]

But who would want to?

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There lies a fright in
The heart of Man, sleep haunting