Friday, November 03, 2006

 

It's Haiku Friday!


It is, indeed, Haiku Friday. Perhaps you are done with your work week, or with finals-- what makes for a better celebration than an elegant haiku? Here is mine:

This knife is so sharp
Or the steak is so tender,
It cuts like butter.


Oh, yes-- the prize for this week is a beautiful picture of Baylor Law students smoking cigarettes in Atlanta, Georgia. Believe me, this will become a prized heirloom.

Enter your own haiku in the comments section below. Remember the rule-- 5 syllables for the first line, 7 for the second, 5 for the third.

Comments:
Civil Procedure

Thirteen hours to go
And I don't know a damn thing
God, you there? Help me!


(Note to all of you meticulous syllable counters: in the south, we pronounce it "awrs" not "ow-uhrs.")
 
On Osler's restaurant choice...

I'm a Dallas girl,
and quite the carnivore, too.
Fogo is better.
 
Congratulations
Texas bar passers in town
98 percent
 
I like your blog
I knew your brother William
How is old Jebozz?
 
Hey there Tydwbleach--
Will lives to serve others
And still pounds the skins
 
An ode to raw meat:

Quiero la carne
Media cruda con sangre
Que soy salvaje.
 
Seven umbrellas
I buy one each time it rains
Must be with stray socks.
 
receding hairline
the clippers met the forehead
waiting for Godot

-B
 
Dancing to Beck
Doin' it to death
Like it were end of the world
In flash-dance ass-pants

... B thatchu wanna get with.
Blew out my speaker
Rocking balls-out to Peaches,
All, "I'm the kinda..."
 
Contracts, property
bring them on no problemo
but CivPro scares me
 
Everyone's burdens
Too many to remember
Hello CivPro F
 
Not for contest consideration:

Election Day Looms
Big wave or lesser dribble
and the beat goes on
 
Finals done, I'm free
Return to having a life
Until Monday comes

BizOrg, T&E
Law school lowered my standards
Just must not repeat
 
Hot Baby Spit Up
Spills across my chest. Awake!
I Feel Fortunate

Democrat Tuesday
Will not mean early exit
Still stuck in Iraq

Big law firm office
Grappling with big ideas?
No. Admin nonsense
 
Wow. I have never seen the phrase "Hot Baby Spit Up" in any form of poetry. That's beautiful, man [sniff...]
 
Thank God! I passed it!
Texas gave me a license
Misty Keene, J.D.
 
Do I get the prize?
Baby Spit up less gross than
Anna Nicole Smith
 
Marrying times three
Family now numbers five
No more number two
 
With your cutco buy
All Your Steaks will seem that way
Thanks to me, Brian
 
hahahahaha
hahahahahahaha
hahahahaha
 
medeivalist-
no sos salvaje, sos un hombre que obviamente sabe como se tiene que comer la carne.
 
Steaks, balls, Democrats;
Hot baby spit-up, passing;
Y'all know what life is.
 
Estimado squeeknsqueeker: Como se te nota que también sabes disfrutar de un buen trozo de carne. ¡Que aproveche! Si alguna vez estás por estas tierras, te invito a tomar un buen chuletón a la brasa. El Medievalista
 
¡Suena delicioso, yo traigo el chimichurri!
 
It is official
too old for Everclear punch
need grease and carbs stat
 
Fellow Fig reporting for duty.
Hey Mark working with some Texan's this week.
Let's compare notes.
Your oldest friend.
The J in Jebozz.
j.s.p@sbcglobal.net
 
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