Amendment I

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

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Friday, August 3, 2012

Gray Flicker of Perfect Confusion (Ode to the Watcher-over-er)

I dedicate the following haiku* to the Man/Woman/Child who's "Them that createth the words and definitions in dictionaries:"

                                                Five syllables
                                                What the fuck.

Sir/Madam/Rugrat, I salute you!


* Flexible-form Western style, not traditional Japanese 17-on structure, in 
   case you wondered.  I'm sure my high school English teachers would be
   appalled (considering their extensive experience with Eastern poetic 
   forms - as if I have any).

   Though an on is not strictly a syllable, it seems to work for most
   Americans.  So, if our dictionary-writing friend had simply matched the
   word to the meaning, rather than being a mischievous little prankster,
   with the "salute" becoming the fourth line...voila.

   Though I must concede, it would make the ditty above rather irrelevant.
   A haiku can also be a song!  Go ahead, sing it to yourself or those around