The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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    Friday afternoon at the Haiku-lodeon 06-15-2012

    By MrSmith1 on Fri, 06/15/2012 - 1:01pm |

     

     
    "Come,-let-us-wander
    through-the-haiku-lodeon-...
    and-be-transported."
     
     
     
    Here's-this-week's-heap-of-haikus:

     
     
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    He'd often quibble
    with perceived wisdom, just to
    be an outlier.
     
     
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    The future, he thought,
    held great things for him, but-he'd
    mis-read the-tea leaves.
     
     
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    She wore gingham and
    polka dot dresses, which made
    her seem cartoon-ish.
     
     
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    In the deepest woods
    there's always stumps to sit on
    while you play your flute.
     
     
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    My best gal and I
    danced and smooched as the band played,
    'The Sugarfoot Strut.'