Haiku on Demand?
The beard of pain falls.
A meteor ends the foul
bug-eyed shinobi.
The famous red can
is my soul’s mate and lusty
metal sin. Chomp chomp!
[Kind of a cop-out, I know -- but they're haiku! You have to like them, or you are disrespecting thousands of years of Japanese culture. With regrets for H.N. and Jeremy.]
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