Five Haiku
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Daniel Brick
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This is hard to do:
seventeen syllables only.
One hundred clamor!
I wrote a sonnet.
Haiku master poured more tea.
Which the true poet?
When good fortune reigns,
we should dance and shout, 'Hurray! '
A child leads us.
Today is Sunday:
forecast says, rain all day long.
Should we rename it?
The cloud did not care:
it rained on my special day.
Then left - business elsewhere!
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