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Post by Noah on Mar 10, 2009 16:38:55 GMT -5
New haikus are rare So I will write one for you. I hope you enjoy.
The following is One poem, written in parts, Many make just one;
Death in Malton stirs. The zombies groan in the streets, Safe for one more night
They bang on our door, Clawing at the barricades, Longing to come in.
We sit in the dark Listening to their efforts, Hoping the 'cades hold.
Our shotguns lie close; Muzzles black eyes of fire Longing for action.
All are gathered here Ready to fight one more night. The zombies still work.
Suddenly they're in. The zeds stream through the doorway. A survivor screams.
Guns thunder loudly, Echoing blasts around me. It's started again.
The gun in my hand Is a familiar feeling Comforting my fears.
Bullets piercing skulls, Zombies devouring flesh, Friends slipping away.
Gnashing teeth approach. My gun fires a lead chunk, Another zed down.
Bodies piled high Almost block the door and yet The enemy comes
They do not fear us They only hunger for us Please, dear God, save us...
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MAJOR TOM B
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Post by MAJOR TOM B on Aug 10, 2009 20:50:56 GMT -5
do we have to be in this club ?
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Post by winka on Aug 10, 2009 23:26:58 GMT -5
no not at all.
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Post by DT on Aug 20, 2009 20:37:21 GMT -5
Windows blaze brightly Philosophes make toasts No Librarians?
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Post by asshole doctor™ on Dec 29, 2011 20:23:55 GMT -5
A Haiku Review of 2011, Part 1: The Candidates:
One Slimy Beast Too Many More ethics can be Found in the eye of a newt Than in all of Newt
A Very Bachmann Moment Michele ate a fair Corn dog wide-mouthed. Envious Marcus wept loudly.
Don't Work Yourself Into a Froth Santorum rising Is just inevitable. Physics works that way.
Flop Do not tell Romney That he’s changed his mind. He has A dog cage for you.
The Third Person Herman Cain said that Herman Cain was different. Cain’s penis was not.
Counting If Rick Perry was Lawrence Welk, the poor band would Never have started.
Front Runner Oh, woe to Ron Paul, Crazy as a shithouse rat, But, man, I love pot.
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