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Love my wife? She drives
me to drink, mate. Picks me up
at closing time, too...
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----------------- and, with reference to the current Libyan crisis -----------------
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these 'no-fly zones' - aren't
they what we in the West tend
to call 'butchers' shops'?...
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Great idea, Prime Minister - not sure the local denizens would be able to cope with the shock, though...
(17 Syllables)
Who doesn't like a 3-liner? (Quite a few of you don't, apparently.) Well, I'll have you know that many a critic has said of my work "at least it's in English" - and as for the great Stephen Fry, he once said of me "Vincent who?" Let's just say I supply the litter to the litterati [sic - but only at times] - ie: I write rubbish. But rubbish mostly inspired by the HAIKU, the 17th Century Japanese verse form consisting of 3 lines and 17 (5-7-5) syllables. (WARNING: flash photography and limericks)
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