Showing posts with label hobbies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hobbies. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

January 22, 2009



















Go Team

I can't write a cheer,
I don't know what it would be.
Chee-ku or Hai-eer?


Thinking Outside the Box

When I interview,
things go great until the end;
they hate haiku-més.


C-

I wrote an essay
that had seventeen pages.
One word on each page.

Friday, January 16, 2009

January 15, 2009


It's Worth It

You can fly past me
if you will quit complaining.
Hypocritical.


Terror Jr.

The worst thing they do
is bite the hand that feeds them.
We feed them- speeding.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

January 12, 2009
























Winter on the Beach?!?

"It only takes one,"
then it's like winter all year!
I am so tempted.


Image is Everything

When some people smoke
they look irresponsible.
I bet I wouldn't.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Story of My Life


The Haiku is easy and fun and you can do it anywhere. Last year I was really into haikus. It was, like, my totally favorite hobby. Knowing this, a friend of mine informed me of a local haiku-writing competition, sponsored by the Salt Lake Tribune. The theme of this competition was jell-o, and although I was mostly into writing haikus about more traditional themes such as love, nature, war, and pokémon, I decided that entering couldn't hurt, especially since the grand prize was a jell-o cookbook. I got busy writing, and here's what I submitted:

Priorities

I struggle with this:
if my friend turned to jell-o,
I'd have to eat him.


How it's Made

Grind hoof to powder.
Add artificial flavors.
Add water, let chill.


my fav:
Many Uses

Oh! little heffer,
we try not to be wasteful
so we'll eat your feet.


Let's be honest, these haikus are awesome. So you can imagine why I was surprised when the results were published in the paper. To my shock/dismay, I had missed the deadline. It was actually due a day before I had submitted my poetry. Also, the winner was in 2nd grade. 2nd place was in 3rd grade, and 3rd place was in 1st grade.

All in all, I'm a little bit glad that my submissions didn't get chosen. This pretty much sums it up:

I Don't Even Like Jell-o

Had I known the date,
Many children would have cried.
Enjoy your cookbook.
 

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