Blarney Stone (Requested by Drea)
Across the ocean
People kiss a big boulder
And then wash their mouths
Paddywagons (Requested by Drea)
Please don’t commit crimes
You’ll be transported to jail
In this vehicle
I’se da Bye’s (Requested by Drea)
I built me a boat
And took it home to Liza
She said, “What the Hell?”
Screech ’em In (Requested by Drea)
Go kiss the cod’s lips
Then drink some home-brewed fire from
The barrel’s bottom
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Filed under: Hai-Kuul, Spaces Archive | Tagged: Hai-Kuul, Haiku |
The blarney thing always sorta freaked me out, I mean is it carrying 2000 year old strains of the flu?
I kissed the Blarney Stone once. Look at me….I’m somewhat unfazed by it. Except for the nervous tic. And those pesky boils.
drea is requesting paddywagon haiku? oh, dear. that isn’t a good sign. 🙂 patresa
Wow- looks like you’ve been haikuulin up a storm!