Since everyone loved my earlier haikus, I thought I'd write a few more now that I am older, and have experienced more of life to base my poetry on. These are quite profound, so you'll be needing a thinking helmet, not cap.
Trickle, trickle down
Spit-up falls to hardwood floor.
Plop, Plop it splatters.
Throw it down, yell loud.
Mommy will retrieve each one.
I am in control.
Rings on cylinder,
Blue, purple, pink, red, orange.
Emotions in sync.
I know right? I should publish a whole book of this stuff. Matsuo Basho's got nothin' on me!!!
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