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27 November 2004 @ 08:17 pm
Gross kitchen: A Haiku Cycle of Wrath and Revenge  
To Those It May Concern (Housemates, Beware)


O! Food, how you rot!
The smell of you is icky
and quite powerful.

Ah, how I recall
the days of yore when people
would clean up their mess.

But, alas, those days
have passed us by, giving
way to so much yuck.

Now I have no choice.
I wax wroth; punishment must
be meted out, fools.

You have toyed with death.
I will rip out your wriggling
spleens, my doomed friends.

Yea, though I enjoy
your company there is
a price to be paid.

Your bones will be mine
when I murder you awfully
as retribution, natch.


*sigh* Haiku can only distract me for so long. Either I'll turn to sonnet now, or seek distracting porn.
 
 
Current Mood: euch
Current Music: btvs
 
 
 
Qqe2 on November 28th, 2004 02:52 am (UTC)
::is randomly catching up on flist::

::votes for porn rather than spleens::
lastscorpion on November 28th, 2004 03:29 am (UTC)
Brava! That's wonderful!

(No, I won't clean up your kitchen for you.)
Spatzspatz on November 28th, 2004 05:33 am (UTC)
*snickers*

It's Kitchen Rage, a la Lord of the Rings. (Maybe it was just the "days of yore" bit. *tickles Nifra*)