How To Stuff Up A Perfectly Good Haiku
Barn’s burnt down –
now
I can see the moon. –Mizuta Masahide (1657-1723)
My cat looks at the barn.
Important things were in there.
The clouds are rolling in.
The wind is picking up.
The fire's spread to the woods.
My children are sobbing.
My wife is shouting at me.
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