Haiku Train

[barrie]

"I wish I could fly"
said Batman, flexing his cloak,
"Don't try this at home!"

[Jester]

Don't try this at home -
Uranium should be kept
away from children.

[pseud]

away from children
fled Elmo, cackling with glee
little Anti-Christ

[juliadebeauvoir]

Away from children!
Said the old spinster cruelly,
waving gnarled hands.

[Jester]

Little Anti-Christ -
waving gnarled hands, unholy.
You've no cross to bear.


buggar

[pseud]

waving gnarled hands,
the oak tree did sign language,
pointing to the sky

[pseud]

you've no cross to bear,
I am pointing to the sky...
train needs back on track

[Jester]

Pointing to the sky,
the spire sighed in deep sadness,
and drooped on the roof.

[Jester]

train needs back on track -
turntables keep reversing
the direction here.

[pseud]

the direction here
is pie shaped, one car goes left
the kaboose goes right

[Jester]

The kaboose goes right
over the edge of the cliff,
like on the cartoons.

[barrie]

Like on the cartoons,
speech bubbles from Blair's big grin -
bursting with fat lies!

[Jester]

Bursting with fat lies,
the press talk of oil in crisps
while pigs get the chop

[barrie]

While pigs get the chop,
bigger pigs all keep their jobs,
crunching their crackling.

[Jester]

Crunching their crackling
into plastic packets, the
porkers pierced the packs

[barrie]

porkers pierced the packs
sharp trotters slashing wildly,
earning their bacon.

[Jester]

earning their bacon
back on the farm, they swilled down
the stable and sty.

[twoleftfeet]

The stable and sty?
The pigs lived in the farm-house -
Two legs are better!

[Jester]

Two legs are better!
All this arsing around don't
get you anywhere.

[twoleftfeet]

"get you anywhere"
is "nowhere" when it comes to
beginning haikus


*Phew!

[Jester]

Beginning haikus
can be hazardous to health -
syllables can kill.

[barrie]

Syllables can kill,
sentences can suffocate,
and sharp words can wound.

[Jester]

And sharp words can wound -
wind their way around your throat,
create catharthis.

[barrie]

Create catharsis -
does that come with a free pope.
I can see the smoke.

[Jester]

I can see the smoke -
it's not a joke, I see it,
rising from your brain.