Sunday 11 August 2013

Lamentation Twenty Four

A Snapped Elastic Haiku


You think I enjoy
standing like this?  If I don't
my knickers fall down.


The prompts from Willow Manor are unfailingly entertaining.  Mag 181 is no exception.

12 comments:

  1. Of course, now the guy in knickers takes all the attention from the lovely lady! Great little poem.

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  2. i wonder what that feel like? wearing knickers??? having them fall down? causing that kind of embarrassment??? on the other hand...nah... i like it better today. :)


    Dance to the Moulin Rouge

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  3. For someone who purports to be miserable, you have a very good sense of humour!

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    1. Thank you, Frances. Thinking of someone's knickers falling down on the dance floor nearly broke my heart.

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    1. It's alright for some, giggling in the middle of environmental collapse, economic armageddon, death, famine, war and pestilence. Keep smiling though - if you can.

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  5. Excellent! She does look a trifle uncomfortable - or slightly deformed, one or the other... :)

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    1. See Helen above. She alone spotted that my haiku is for the goon in pantaloons standing akimbo. Although I didn't realise this when I posted.

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  6. That was before duct tape was invented--wasn't it?

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    1. Thanks Jerry. That's WHY duct tape was invented.

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  7. Is that miserable looking old git on the stool really you? Inspired haiku, Horseman.

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  8. Loved this humorous view of the Mag this week...nothing worse than knickers in a knot! LOL

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