Friday, January 23, 2009

A Haiku

Computerlessness
Stinks really bad just like a
Piece of zombie poo

Can you tell it's still not fixed yet?

19 comments:

  1. I feel for you.
    I can't do Haiku
    I will stick to rhyming. (dang)

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  2. So do you think zombie poo would be grayish?

    Good luck with that computer, Carrie!

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  3. A day without my
    Friend so dear, computer, please
    Don't die. I need you!

    I feel your pain.

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  4. Without internet
    My day goes by so slowly
    computer's useless.


    I can't even manage to finish a post on my blog before the internet goes down yet again.

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  5. I wrote a sonnet, but my computer crashed.

    Sorry. ;)

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  6. I wrote an entire epic in iambic pentameter, but my computer crashed too.

    (back me up, Aaron)

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  7. I love Haiku! I plan to start writing one a day (or week).

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  8. Yes it really sucks
    I've been there, too, just like you
    It will get fixed soon

    Hope it all goes okay, Carrie. We've missed you!

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  9. That's the funniest haiku I ever read. Ohhhhh...zombie poo.

    I hope your computer comes back to life soon.

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  10. Poetry has never been my forte, so I'll just have to say good luck in prose.

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  11. Sweet mother of crap
    I'd twitch and claw my eyes out
    which would be messy

    Carrie, call and yell at them!! Tell them your cyber-friends are upset! (hmmm...never mind, that might work against you.)

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  12. The world is so bleak
    So quietly unsnarky
    Carrieless and lame.

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  13. Agggghhh. Too funny-- the word I had to type in to be able to post was: Cookajok

    Just for you Carrie! what kind of sauce do you serve with that (gulp) jock-y goodness?

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  14. Thanks all for making fun of my computerless state. Actually, I'm serious. You made me laugh. :)

    Ami, everyone knows that jocks are best served with Hollandaise sauce.

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  15. I wrote a libretto, and not only did my computer crash ... my neighbour’s did too!

    Ah, the power of zombie poo. ;)

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