Monday, August 31, 2009

My tusk hurts. A haiku.

That poor elephant
Walks blindly, into a tree.
He could use a drink.

Spreading Haiku Monday like buttah on hot bread.
Check out Night Notes on Napkins for more inspiration.

1 comment:

  1. This was a lovely Haiku. I fear your are the Elephant though. I hope you're healing well, and thanks for spreading the word!

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