I heard from a friend a short while ago
That a Haiku’s purpose is to tell a story
Using as few words as possible, and so
Here are some Haikus, in their polysyllabic glory.
“Many desperately
Ask the world for love and cash.
Many are ignored.”
Now, it seems I must confess
That Haiku was really depressing.
Perhaps optimism would redress
The view of life I was stressing?
“Many people ask
The world to give happiness.
Sometimes earth complies.”
Still not there yet, so I think
It’s time to make it fun.
I will now rewrite a chink
and replace it with a pun.
“Lots of folks get screwed
By the world for doing stuff.
Drillers, thus, are happy.”
And thus we stumble on the truth:
That two lines from now I’ll rhyme with lurker.
So by haiku we see, and we call “foresooth!”
To be happy, be a construction worker.
Construction:
Where screwing something means you did your job right.
Politician:
See “Construction”
The Daily Travesty 