Today will have two poems: One is the usual, semi-serious haiku, and the other I am dying to put in even though it has no reason or meaning. It is completely zany and wacky and whimsical...
The Tree
by Claire
The tree stands alone
Waving gently in the breeze
Surrounded by life
My attempt at a lymerick...I guess it's just not my forte.
There once was a goon
Who lived on the moon
He ranted and raved
Then smiled and waved
Then he started to play the bassoon
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