Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Summertime Haiku

Oh Summer you suck
My hair looks like an afro
I hate you so much

Oh Summer you blow
It is 8 hundred degrees
And that’s in the shade

Summer, I hate you
All my shows are in reruns
Kids are in the streets

Summer, how could you?
Burned my feet on the driveway
Next to dried earthworms

Oh Summer, you dick
Your name should be “Oppressive”
It’s so hard to breathe

Summer, my worst foe
Spontaneous Combustion
What? It could happen