Friday, January 19, 2007

 

Friday, Haiku Friday...



Oh, Wintry Mix!
You make Texans' heads explode.
I blame you, Starbucks!

Obviously, this haiku alludes to my theory that our plague of Wintry Mix is due to Starbucks' storing 500,000 tons of unsold coffee-based Wintry Mix drinks in giant slurry ponds in West Texas. You can follow this theme if you want, or just let your freak flag fly. Just make sure it is 5 syllables/7 syllables/5 syllables.

Enter yours below...

Comments:
This quarter got weird
Witness, defendant, client
Who am I today?

Expert or Redneck
Father who wants custody
I will play them all

Law School thespian?
Finally! A niche for me!
Oscars? NOPE! OSLERS!
 
Go Rusty Garrett
Just a tad obviously:
Say its cold outside.
 
Nap with Puffalumps
Lasted way too long, dang it
Darn you, BIC reading!

Sparkles from the sky
Painted Baylor crisp, sharp white
Please, God, cancel school
 
Lisa in the red,
Screech is a bad joke in bed.
Need break? Zack attack!

Sir Michael Cain is
A happy, dirty hippy.
Got Strawberry Cough?

Woody believes in
Physics, but I ‘holy’ love
Annie like Mary.

Ashley, the fat twin,
Is making the drug addled
Lindsay Lo' look good.
 
Osler has Bed Head...
Snow in Texas - Wintry Mix
Wheres my Violin?
 
Osler has Bed Head...
Snow in Texas - Wintry Mix
Where's my Violin?
 
Where did you go Trail?
Remember the good ol' days?
Erasers flying.
 
Flying my Freak Flag
March to stop injustice and
Starbucks toxic waste
 
Blame me and Starbucks
I wanted winter weather
But no, not like this!

Finals are coming
Again, where did the time go?
Not ready for this!
 
Sister laughs at us
"You call that a wintry mix"?
She lives in Denver
 
Ice, snow, sleet, and hail,
Oh, wint'ry mix warms my heart,
Leaving nose ice cold.
 
rotate, turn, simmer
making melange of flavor
Damn. I am a chef!
 
Sing to snow Gods
"Our reverie you protect!"
So I stay in bed.
 
CLE next week
Boring Topic, not inspired
Muse, I need you now.
 
Wintry mix is coffee?
Starbucks stole my soul and cash,
Damn you, Wintry mix!
 
As time passes w/o a job, thoughts turn to money:

Eighty dollars was
not enough for this juror
painful Titanic

Justin Hill got a
major bargain. Day two went
'til eleven o'clock.

Gave him a price cut
cuz I know his plight well
bad call on my part
--------

bench brief hard
thought I would get paid
Toben scammed me

no salary paid
I got just a "scholarship"
after the fact

alumni cannot
receive additional cash
that way - my ass hurts

Thank you, Brad, almost
forgot what I hate about
this place. It is you.
 
what did i ever do to you joe?
 
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I'm a Puffalump
And I'm deeply offended
At O's haiku!
 
Starbuck's has new tea
Berry Blossom White its called.
Evil tastes so good.
 
Heino reminds me
Of a big stinky heiny
Flatulence ensues
 
Pan fried parables
The Gospel of Mr. Powell
PC fades now...
 
The countdown is on
Debt and anxiety mount
One 'L' soon to be
 
My haiku is in honor of he CP&P class plea negotiation exercise and our last (and most energetic!) guest speaker from the Business school:

Elegant options.
My aren't they so beautiful?
Let's negotiate!

And hello to the soon-to-be 1st Quarter! I'm impressed that you are jumping right in to Haiku Friday :)
 
In an effort to hop back on the bandwagon:

Dear Spring ‘07

Here is my advice;
Don’t read any note cases;
They’re overrated.

The Profs understand;
Its better late than never.
Just don’t wear orange.

Book brief Property;
It makes things interesting.
Cell phones are okay.

CrimLaw Syllabus,
Don’t throw away the last page;
You’re gonna get there.

Please don’t give money,
To that homeless guy out front;
He’s teaching Contracts.

Law Prom

Some theories don’t work;
Like diamonds are forever
Flowers are tonight.

Wintery Mix

Snows in Malibu
and Waco on the same night.
Irony abound.

Finals

With the new grading
It will be harder to fail;
I’m banking on it.


Random

Best show on T.V.?
No doubt it’s I Love New York.
She’s keeping it real.
 
Into the Cocoon
administrative butter
fly I will become
 
Spam Spam Spam Spam, Spam
Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam;
Spam, Spam, Spam, I am!
 
Deadline coming fast
LARC 1 has gone out my head
Memo, you kill me
 
Dedicated to Amanda, and borne of the temporary insanity that comes with studying for finals:

Horror awaits you
Get out now while you still can
It's your only hope
 
Soon we pick groom's cake;
Fiance thinks he will choose.
Fiance thinks wrong.
 
Joe, only eighty?
You should have asked for much more.
I got one hundred.
 
Freezing cold outside
My nose turns bright shade of pink
Feel like Judge Baylor
 
Big trial, big drinkin',
My cross was super-stinkin'!
What was I thinkin'?
 
Is it still Friday?
Thank God we got an extra
Day for that memo.

Before starting school,
I asked God for a sign, here's
Yours in Haiku form:

One-Qs who haven't
Signed their leases yet should run
Very far away.
 
I forgot that yesterday was haiku friday. i wouldve dropped a little 5/7/5 into my opening statement for you

-RB
 
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