Ka Crow ([info]ka_crow) wrote in [info]pussipost,
@ 2008-04-22 21:06:00
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Current mood: weird
Current music:imh, "The Monster Mash"

NaPoWriMo, April 22, 2008: Horror-themed haiku
... don't ask.

I'm sorry, darling!
My garlic breath's a turnoff
to my undead love.

Damn full moon again.
I need chocolate, and a run
with my pack-sisters.

Bury me not on
the lone prairie, where zombie
cowboys ride again.

Feeding hungry ghosts
and giant spiders -- will it save
me from Buddhist hell?

Whom to kill for lunch:
a fat-free jogger, or that
sweet chubby baby?

At the Carnaval
Noir, Madame Moriarty
tells your misfortune.

Can a hunchback find
true love with the Monkey King?
Next time on Oprah.

They call me a geek,
just because I eat the heads
off live coral snakes.


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[info]jh1boise
2008-04-23 04:17 am UTC (link)
Unfortunately, joggers are too difficult to catch when you're weak from hunger. (Just sayin'.)

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[info]ka_crow
2008-04-24 12:59 am UTC (link)
Ah, but if you're like me and you frequently walk with a cane, you can trip them. (Just sayin'.)

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[info]jh1boise
2008-04-24 04:10 am UTC (link)
Aha! Thanks for the tip!

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