I need to clip them.
Long, sharp and yellow, they are.
I'll just wear some shoes.
Where did it fly to?
I lost the big toe clipping.
Don't step on it, Self.
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He writes haikus every day.
I write these haikus, Then you read them to yourself. That's pretty much it.
How It Works
I write these haikus.
You read them, request your own.
I write those as well.
Challenge me, people.
Give me the hardest topics.
I will make you proud.
Where to make requests?
Comment on the most recent
Haiku and it queues.
Meet Reverend Mike
He writes haikus every day.
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Muhuhuhuhahahahahaha very funny!
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