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

Been a long time since
I rock and rolled. Been a long,
lonely, lonely time.


Next Topic: guitars

I always wanted
A Fender Stratocaster
Shame I can't play one.

NT: Unicycles

So precarious.
So hilarious when the
funnyman tumbles.



Next Topic: cutlery

Ev'ry chef needs knives.
A few good ones will do, as
long as they are sharp

Next topic: candied yams

Sometimes there are things
That don't deserve a haiku.
e.g. candied yams.

Next: pinball

(BTW, Busterbone, loved the Led Zep one. Do you suppose Plant and Page were into haikus ? )

how do you write a
haiku about pinball? oh
i just did. clever.

nt: painting hands with face paints
^. .^
= ' =

I faced my fingers
each with a different smile,
Expressionist style.

nt: playing the cello

When I am mello
I play my cello and eat
some yello jello!


Nest Topic: the opposite sex

The opposite sex
has, from the time of t-rex
not been the other.

nt: evolution

Spiny, sorry I missed your post first time around.

Were Plant and Page into haiku?? Probably. They were into every other type of hai.

You tell me that its
Evolution. Well, We all
want to change the world.

You're probably recognising a pattern here, Spiny. Look up plagiarism in the dictionary and there is a picture of me.

Lets try:

Evolve. Advance and
Triumph. The strong will survive
but I will perish.

or

Trapped inside a bleak
evolving door. Round and round
and evolve we go

Next Topic: pillars

Doric, Ionic
or perhaps corinthian.
they shall bear witness.

nt: window latches.

Latched windows, locked doors
Not to keep anyone out
but to keep them in.


Next Topic: Fairy tales

Once upon a time
A poor man killed a dragon
and won a donut

nt: thunder storm

The storm comes and I
wonder if the thunder thinks
lightning is frightening


Mmmmmmmmmmmm......donuts.


Next Topic: Eskimos

Eskimos eat seal
blubber mixed with berries, snow,
and sugar. Yum! Yum!



Next topic: tundra

Hows't whin all is flat,
that thou has't comest to be
t'undra fallen tree?

nt: bending the rules

There once was a man from West Ham,
Whose poetry never would scan.
When asked why this was,
He replied, "It's because
I like to get as many words into the last line as I possibly can."

(rules not so so much bent as irrepairably twisted....)

Next: wrought iron gates

Wrought iron gates fret
on magnetic attraction
to pretty steel post

nt: The cuckoo clock

Oo clocks.
I love them.
Especially when they make
sounds like cuck-
Oo clocks.

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