If your haiku starts to rhyme, step away from the keyboard
I wrote a set of Wincest haiku. 175 words (that's 175 too many!)
rated PG
"No chick-flick moments"
But no matter what he says
Damn, that boy can cry!
Real zombies, they hunt
Zombie movies suck out loud
Sam and Dean still watch
Brother, partner, life
College acceptance letter
Just a paper cut
Save Sam or kill him
It's another kind of Hell
Dean's just warming up
Brother and lover
Life's in your car on the road
But you are my home
Dean loves him some pie,
bacon cheeseburgers and beer.
What's "pig in a poke?"
She's a good demon
The blood gives me strength to fight
Sammy, you id'jit
Bigfoot's not real, fine.
But when do we get to see
A chupacabra?
Sam's dead in a shack
Dean sells his soul, but not for
Hand of ipecac!
Herculean task
A motel worse than the last
Another day passed
A semi, a car
A demon, a deal, a gun
A father, his son
Morning coffee's good
Kill evil sons of bitches
Drink beer on the hood
Haiku don't rhyme, bro.
It's a poetry crime, no?
We had good times, though!
rated PG
"No chick-flick moments"
But no matter what he says
Damn, that boy can cry!
Real zombies, they hunt
Zombie movies suck out loud
Sam and Dean still watch
Brother, partner, life
College acceptance letter
Just a paper cut
Save Sam or kill him
It's another kind of Hell
Dean's just warming up
Brother and lover
Life's in your car on the road
But you are my home
Dean loves him some pie,
bacon cheeseburgers and beer.
What's "pig in a poke?"
She's a good demon
The blood gives me strength to fight
Sammy, you id'jit
Bigfoot's not real, fine.
But when do we get to see
A chupacabra?
Sam's dead in a shack
Dean sells his soul, but not for
Hand of ipecac!
Herculean task
A motel worse than the last
Another day passed
A semi, a car
A demon, a deal, a gun
A father, his son
Morning coffee's good
Kill evil sons of bitches
Drink beer on the hood
Haiku don't rhyme, bro.
It's a poetry crime, no?
We had good times, though!