06-19-2006, 04:53 PM
Quote:Slams head on desk.
Blames caffeine.
Again.
Attempts haiku that falls flat.
Helps haiku back up.
Occhi
In hushed tones informs Occhi that for many men of his age, their haikus fall flat. They make a pill for that now.
Subtle warning of four hour prose.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."