Haiku

those pesky rainclouds!
their offering of pennies
needs a piggy bank
 
No form. No being.
Nothing tangible, nor "real."
This is the future.
 
time is a trickster
selling coffins by the road
amongst other things
 
Time both heals, and robs.
We need more, but then it flies.
It's a fickle bitch.
 
Some may think they hear,
"Critic! Reveal thyself! Now!"
But no one wants it.
 
Or, more succinctly?
Opinions are like assholes.
Write your own haiku.

Time rampages, and robs
Never enough, it races and flies
Healing, then its gone

For a wordsmith you're not very articulate, or polite. Asking if swing would be better than fuck does not warrant being labelled an asshole.

I appreciate there's a niche for every kink but I've yet to see a pendulum fucking.
 
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Time rampages, and robs
Never enough, it races, flies
Healing, then its gone

For a wordsmith you're not very articulate, or polite. Asking if swing would be better than fuck does not warrant being labelled an asshole.

I appreciate there's a niche for every kink but I've yet to see a pendulum fucking.

I prefer the original artist's choice. After all, it's not your piece, and your input was neither sought nor required. You're welcome to write your own anytime, and the rest of us will undoubtedly choose not to be so rude as to correct your work unasked... unless you get the syllables wrong. See below.

And I never labeled you an asshole. I didn't say stxjimmy was like an asshole; I said opinions are like assholes. It's a well-known idiom, but in case you don't know it, it goes like this: "opinions are like assholes: everybody has one, and they're both full of the same thing."
 
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