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[astrophel]

I saw a cabbie today
Who looked like Garrison Keillor
Race past in an
Orange and white flash
And I wondered as I
Stood on the corner
What the fare would be
To lake Wobegon.

Haiku.
How her hair smells like
The wildflowers that are
Blooming behind me

Comments

[sirtobybelch]

those are cool little poems i like the last one the best.

[astrophel]

Thanks, I could write haikus all day if given the chance.