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23 comments:
Chapeau, Guitou! It's beautiful.
bof, M.Tougoal is not just a pretty face huh? excellent!
Le chat d'Guitou r'garde
la lune. PrĂȘte-moi ta plume,
j'te f'rai un haiku.
Zeph.,
my pet is sending you a tank youpostcard.
Filou, Offy,
he could become a little mad spider running around your neck if you make fun of him.
Monday, aiku day
Heavy rain in my garden
Mould between my toes
guitou:
this is neither a haiku, nor a my ku, nor an i ku
but enjoy on your day:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBbZ9V2zsT0&mode=related&search=
Just as I was about to call it a night - feeling another year older - Marcela produces a gem of enjoyment.
Thank you.
offside and mrsoffside;
La luna over Moorea
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9TYtl3mrpU0
welcome Mr.Soffside, great to see you here and what an entrance, thanks for sharing the mold, really
now you've shown your talents tho there will be loud and urgent demands for more, be warned
Pere Guitou, that Marcela may have a point you know, but that's ok if you can teach me how to do those things you do with the moon...ah la lune, tu chante, je danse...
File, you are welcome
Just met you and already
Make me wet my pants
What a romantic thread going on here... welcome, Mme O! Nice haiku, shame about the mould:)
That's my girl, pure class.
Wet pants, mouldy toes and she
writes a mean haiku.
Did I say romantic? :o)
blimey mrsoffie, I hope you don't get mould there too, the dangers of the tropics down under eh?
salright, I've got me coat
I love it Guitou, though like myself you'e miscounted your syllables. You could drop the articles if you like.
I'll get my coat now,
nobody likes a pedant -
except accountants.
Make sure it's a rain
Coat you're wearing over there
Mould is everywhere
Wellington Boots too;
to make sure the nasty mould
meets its waterloo.
Duh, didn't notice the syllables. Still, Guitou's pet can write poetry, do we need it to be able to count as well?
fine haiku, gtg!
Tony,
i-ku by a poet pet
la bĂȘte n'est pas si bete
mais ne compte pas jusqu'a sept.
Zeph,
thanks, at least I got the best on my side.
(to be honest, I never heard of an -I-ku before, same for my pet who has more i-q)
there once was an offsid-ette
who pining for lack of a pet
and not liking roses
she cultured her toeses
a fungal faux-pas she'll regret (surely)
And Show Pony Tony resuscitates Boni
And wears his Wellies too
When he should be telling of the fearful spelling
Of Flory at Waterlieu
(evidently)
'J'i-ku' Emule Zola
We love pet i-kus
We can't count to number seven
Fur cats read your words
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