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I hate the Haiku.
To light a kite anew,
with no space for poo-

I hate the Haiku.
To break, bite, and now delight
in five seven five-

I hate the Haiku.
To Earth Wind and Fire, in a
lil’ pithy pyre- how

I hate the Haiku!
To swim, stroke and poke, again
in five seven five,

I hate the Haiku!
It is an ancient Pariah
meant to lake a fire,

like some Polaroid
bear, wandering the Sahara,
snap! snap! a shadow.

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I like The Haiku
there’s no meaning to divine
in five seven five-

it’s nature’s snap shot
no trick of words, it goes
as plain as my nose

I like The Haiku
it feeds the power of sight
in five seven five.

HG1