when i pick with my fingers
i will often wipe them off
inadvertently, you see,
on my pants pocket
while trying to find a way to express myself about one of my favorite past-times, nose picking, i felt like the 17 syllables of the haiku just weren’t enough to capture what i had to say. so, i turn now to the dodoitsu , another japanese poetry form that has a similarly simple set of rules:
- 4 lines
- 7 syllables on the first three lines, and 5 on the last
no need to rhyme, no need for meter. just simple, haiku-etic expression with the luxury of 9 extra syllables. what else can you fit in with 9 extra syllables? “Often concerning love or work, and usually comical,” i guess a better example, and more cathartic, might be <5 minute internet perusal pause> what i would have written before reading the wikipedia article on ‘lobotomy’. you’re going to have to search for that one yourself.
aaaaaanyway, poop is funnier than boogers. oh!:
confucius say: go to bed
with itchy butt wake up with
smelly finger. i say: nose
picker, choose wisely
