h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Blistering - yeah! But never blushing . Interesting drink! Alcoholfree, I presume.

Certainly

Oh good! Then anonymous melancolics can join

i am back
now i am here
soon i will be gone
i am hungry

- - -

(this may not count as your regular haiku-poetry, but it is the best i could do in a hurry)

fire floating on the water
bloody burning beams
i pause and start to count
the suppurating stitches

You could have fooled me, Pierce! With the Haiku-poetry, I mean

I haven't come any further than bicycle-lock-poetry:

oiuooiou - uiouooou - ooiuioio - uiooiiou - oiuuiooo - iooiooou

Very forceful, recrash. Feeds the fantasy and the senses

XXO
XOX
00X

You lost me!
And what bicycle-lock with any pride or decency have only three digits?

what bicycle locks have more than six?

I knew it! Couldn't find a bicycle-lock in a hurry. And the actual poems are at the bottom of one of three big boxes. Trusted you to correct me if nescessary Still, they have a nice sound with eight ..erm..letters.

yes, they do

i just entered my office in order to send a lot of emails, tartaronne - only to find out that our darned post-server has crashed .

our it-supervisor has been working on it for hours now - and as you know it is a public holiday here. so nobody here is particularly happy

Hi Pierce
Figured there was something wrong. Your server denied to recieve an e-mail earlier today. But now it looks like it has 'landed' properly.

thanks for the loo brush (as the -smiley is called by a growing number of researchers )

your mail may have arrived, but i still can't open my mail-box

later

You told me - of the loo-brush. I meant the words, though
I have also recently been TAG'ed in the loo-brush game. Don't rush off - I have already sent it on.

phew, what a relief!

i didn't doubt your words were wellmeant for a second

- and i still can't open my mailbox

whom did you tag then?

I tagged Plastic Squirrel.
And learned a new profane word
In the case of the un-openable mailbox. Give your conscience a well-earned rest. If you are able to ...for frustration.
Enjoy......*LOL*

profane? from plastic squirrel? who would have thought?

no news about the mailbox i am afraid i wll have lost a lot of correspondence forever - and i *do* mean a lot...

oh, well, some you loose and some you - loose...