My One Haiku?
I don’t do Haiku.
I find it too hard to do.
I’ll leave it to you.
Red Breast
Robin on the fence
Hops off to walk on the grass,
Finds worm, fills belly.
Summer’s End
A patio chair,
A pot of chrysanthemums
And freshly cut grass.
Mother
She’s an early bird
Who always catches a worm
To feed to her young.
Arousal
Flat as a pancake;
Fondle and stir into life.
Blueberry muffin.
Olympian
The Paralympics
Prove that the human spirit
Will always prevail.
Kitchen Cabinet
Reshuffle the pack
And now you’ve a brand new hand
The banker still wins.
Sunset
Obama’s finished
And in not so great Britain
The Government’s f****d!
