There'll be no fireworks tonight,
Nor beer,
Nor drunken domestic men.
No sex in canoes,
And no northern lights.
Nope, there'll be no fireworks tonight.
Note: I realize that this isn't haiku per se, but really, where else would I post such verse?
Another note: I wrote this on the sad occasion of my first May Two-Four weekend spent away from my country in many a year. Throughout, you will notice the pining way in which I reflect upon common Canadian events during this time. Rest assured, I do not participate in these activities. I am merely amused by them. So, well, you can all sleep sound tonight; I'm not crazy. Or anything.
8 comments:
OH, you aren't crazy? LOL I thought that was simply a known fact. . . Where have I been?! :P
Oh, yeah, Happy Victoria Day!!!!! :D
Fie on thee for such allegations! I thumb my nose at you, hereby! *thumb, thumb*
Tee hee hee, I speak the truth fair maiden. My deepest apologies if I have offended thy sensibilities. . . :P
What?!?! Thou hast not bitten thy thumb at me! That's the proper response to a thumbing of the nose, you know. Pshaw. Educate yourself, woman!
*GROWL*
Silly Canadian!
Let's not bring my nationality into this, liberal roommate. ;) :D
LIBERAL EY?! That's tree hugger to you missy! :P
Have you ever hugged a tree? I do it because of my passionate love for foliage, not my liberality. Though my liberality is being exaggerated by your presence, you wretch! What have you DONE to me?!?!
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