Category: WOTD – Haiku
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A little planning goes a long way towards proper planning.
I’m not ready for a meeting, can we meet to plan when we can? The introduction, Post a summary proem,Is a word rerun. “You need a good plan,To get desired results,Measure twice cut once. “
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I’ve always tried to hide from the foreshadowing.
I knew this was gonna happen.. You feel skin warm up,Hear a cough then rub your throat,You have the prodrome. “Death is imminent,Difficulty swallowing,Sinus infection. “ Or a hemorrhoid,Just what the doctor ordered,There’s a cream for that.
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I try to come up with a template, to make this easier to think about.
This one broke the mold. Expect this reply,How procrustean are you?Like everyone else.
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When planning the connect I always strive for clarity.
This will clear up any clouds in otherwise sunny words. Not sure how this goes, I do not know why I can’tI’ll prevaricate. “Truth is elusive,They evasively side-step,Damn politicians. “
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This is the seed of all arguments.
Where do you want to go? Don’t care, you pick… There is much growling, Venue is undecided, So preprandial.
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If you see a theme forming.
Sometimes this takes practice. Gather components, Capture and harness ole sol.Praxis makes power. “All power one inch,Yes, sensei I understand ,You always look eye.”
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The best was called rapidograph. A very fine ink pen for line drawing or really tiny writing.
Sometimes it’s ok to write in a book. A note to capture, The closest place to record,The handy postil “Doodled reminders,Marginally effective,Occupy the edge. “
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It was the purses. So many knock offs.
I owned a clothing store, this was a recurring topic. Basic quality, Added badges are for show, Eschew the postiche. “For me a postiche,Was no consideration,Bald is beautiful. “
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I was porlocked just making this post. It is art.
Or possibly you’re from there. Crafting a poem, Distracted at the acme, Porlocked in the prime. “Knock knock and who’s MOO,Interrupting cow haha,Oh well whatever. “ -He gets it.
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Today we travel to the Netherlands. I remember tulips, barges, and windmills.
So many tulips. A home for windmills, Land from the sea held by dikes,A place of polders. “Question of the day,Did you win Flower Power,You tulip lover. “ Central region of our very own Milky Way
Two Old Men 