Haiku

i've alwaez loved haiku...it elegaic simplicity n formal emotion conveying:


Storm clouds gather,
some run for cover,
some prepare--rain.

Kingdom people live,
different rules here,
world runs by
-eternity lingers.

den of course, Delirious Jono (i'll intro him again 2 all u readers soon) will say:

Run fish catch,
true man cry,
three trees treat
do well n die....

i random like 2 show n say wat i cannot say when cannot b mi 2 u here n there...wat goin in year dis-i want to b a bird in the tree n catch all e flies in my mouth n eat them in one go...or 2..y u all like to follow the wae normal (abnormal abdominal) of being Big(or small) n doin Big(small?i dunno) thing when do mi like small(or Big) n see n go to... i dunno where also....n y we alwaez muz like b pple which do here they wat do normalli when counter-strike? no, wrong, or right? we b shd different(not same?)n liv life(or death?) our own n go wherevr shd we (but i dunno where go 2 n where i am goin later or not later(now?) also lunch first)....Culture is counter----culture counter or counter culture? n wat is e point of everythin i am sayin....i noe...i like e golden fishies swimmin in e duckies belly...

dats enuff Delirious Jono for one post...shhhh, back 2 e sanatorium u...mental nutcase we hav here...no nutcase...i like macademias in bags not case...Big Big bags...ok ok..lets move it along..i like parts n locks n watches tooo...u like/no?dats it...i'm bringin out e Gom Jabbar...ouch...u hurts us wif dat...