So here I am, doing it.
Don't defy Bad Mom.
Do what? you might ask.
Write Haiku for Jen's birthday.
Happy Birthday, Jen!
I love Haiku so.
No need to twist my arm, yo.
Wait, that rhymes, oh, no!
What don't I love so?
Aging gracefully? Nuh-uh.
Birthdays? Can bite me.
1 comment:
The poetress with the mostess. You go!
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