November 19, 2009

Ode to a sparrow (an orgy of haiku)

Sparrow way up high
Why do you fly so graceful,
So passionately?

How I love your song
Making all the people smile
And to start their day

Will you answer me?
Will you tell of your secrets?
Share them with the world?

Please answer sparrow
I am a soul you can trust
Your secrets are safe

Okay then sparrow
Be that way.  Keep your secrets
And see if I care

It's not fair to have
Such incredible secrets
Kept from those in need

I would show you mine
My secrets of firearm use
All up in your ass

So I have no gun
And that was an empty threat
But I'm desperate

Please don't be upset
I've always wanted to fly
Please show me how

Fuck you sparrow! You
think you're better than me with
your stupid wings and

stupid ugly beak!
I hate you! Eat shit and die!
Go fuck yourself, bird!...

I'm sorry sparrow
I'm just not myself today
Won't you forgive me?

Oh, so it's the old
Silent treatment now, is it?
Well that's so mature!

You think I care a
bout your stupid avia
ry secrets? I don't

give a "flying" fuck
what you do with your time just
don't come around here

anymore you're not
welcome.  Can't you take a fuck
ing hint!? I HATE YOU!

Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!
Die die die die die die die!
DIE DIE DIE! DIE DIE!

(and that's the last time
I talked to my winged friend
he was delicious)

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