Wednesday, November 09, 2011

A haiku composed on the occasion of driving Old Carp Road at dusk


Deer are not lonely
They cross the road with their friends
Your brakes must be good

6 comments:

  1. Your brakes good enough
    Tragedy thus averted
    Indeed we are pleased

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  2. Wow - you're so Zen when you've just had a near-death (for you or the deer) experience.

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  3. Jazz:

    Swearing was rampant
    My hands sweaty on the wheel
    Those deer pissed me off

    Biblio: Zen is my middle name, baby.

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  4. If I had been writing this post, I would have skipped the haiku altogether and gone straight into full-on, no holds barred cursing and ranting.

    I bow to your calm and graciousness, oh mighty Zenmaster.

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  5. Fucking fucking deer
    You almost fucking killed me
    Goddamned jackass deer

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  6. Jen - If you cursed and ranted I would read it because it would be hilarious cursing and ranting!

    Allison:

    I read your comment
    Snorting, I laughed so damn hard
    I think that I peed

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