For some reason, people keep sending me links to things like this: Zombie Haiku: Good Poetry For Your…Brains
Strange fruit floats downstream
As sirens die in Gray dawn -
The tide lurches in.
…anyway, it’s weird, and I’m not sure why anybody would have this impression of me – gimme a second, here:
The naginata:
Not so clumsy as shotgun -
Plus, decapitates.
…because, as all men know, I am really a highly prosaic sort of individual…
Ninja or kung fu?
PPZ’s*
Austen would have laughed.
OK, OK, fine.
Moe Lane
*I have gotten my mother to read that book.
, and is (to the best to my knowledge) in the public domain.
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