Five-seven-five please.Touchdown Vandenberg
Words not often spoken
That's football by Kirk
Five-seven-five please.
Five-six-five just does not work.
It brings bad mojo.
We saw this coming...
It hasn't been a surprise...
And yet we implode...
I like it...oops! I mean, I "Like" it...This isn't a haiku, but I think it fits the impending meltdown/implosion/apathy:
Fire and Ice by Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Have we won any
of the Haiku'd games this year?
If not, we should stop.