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[flamicidal]

tom and sarah brave haight street to bring you haikus. we alternate in order, starting and concluding with sarah:

effeminent man
giving me the mad discount
"these are my two mules"

hip, cool, popular
island of independence
come visit the haight

haight street masochists
painful fashion and manner
sunset, here we come!

hemp, tie dye, soy chai
you feel like reggae tonight?
i'm super natural

i am unshaven
and drinking a soy chai
non-fiction, sadly

sarah gone hippie
smoking reefer, six foot bong
late night drum circle

there's no meatloaf here
patchouli ain't got nuthin'
on my hipster ass

plan a, flamethrower
plan b, make baby helmet
plan c, walk it off

streets of studded belts,
homeless men, and tourists too:
my shoes are dirty

check this out asshole
my cannibis leaf tattoo,
more leafy than yours

propaganda won:
i thought it was a zine
tricked by mel gibson

he dresses CRAZY!
hey he's like "the crazy guy"
and he plays guitar

sing little mermaid
we're the crazies on the bus
ignore our genius

oh yes instructor
yeah i topped off yer eclaire
my sweet pastry cream

no self-dignity
rod stewart sang for creation
how was i so blind?

woah, my sunglasses
like i look up and it's blue
down and it's normal

i am so abused
saurkraut forced in my face
tom is a jerk wad

i just crapped my pants
silent but deadly action
and sarah loved it

weird, weird vibe in here
auras glow, people believe
everybody dance!