As heedless rain pounds,
the furtive wind heaves branches.
Stay close, my child. Warm.
As heedless rain pounds,
the furtive wind heaves branches.
Stay close, my child. Warm.
Haikus don't make sense.
Breathe winter, breathe rain, breathe in.
Haiku. Haiku. Breathe.
Nelle, gah, you pillock!
Haikus are beautiful things.
The rain is nice too.
Creativity
Blossoms in your Haiku lines
Warm like the sunshine
A red leaf trembles
Fragile in the autumn wind.
Don't let this thread die!
This thread is undead
No vegetarians here
Snake tastes like chicken
Lu your lines are true
Snake loves a rock warmed by sun.
Where is your weather?
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