Go catch shooting stars
On your tongue, can it be done?
I do not think so
If your hair’s dirty
Rub it with dry oatmeal
It won’t do a thing
Tolerate balloons
No matter what sense it makes
Because it makes none
Can you teach your hen
To make you some chicken soup
If it’s made from her?
Can a great big axe
Apply powder to your nose?
Maybe, maybe not
Put watermelons
In a small berry basket
But they won’t be safe
Would you, perhaps, eat
A bullet at its top speed
Streaking towards you?
If you were to shrink
To the size of a pea, are
Your feet your first thought?
If you were to sprout
A tail, where would you keep it?
Not in your pocket
1 comment:
so fun!
what IS the recipe for a Haiku?
your series on ontario is also lovely
who doesn't like having poetry written about themselves!????
hugs
see you soon
A.K.
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