Showing posts with label kaiku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kaiku. Show all posts

Tuesday, 4 August 2009

me pomes they are of no import
they aren't the deep, reflective sort
but give them this: they're very short
okay?

Monday, 3 August 2009

Ev'ry dogg'rel must have its day
Alas, your bard's mere mortal clay
Rhyme-a-day plans gang aft agley
Ah well.

Thursday, 30 July 2009

Whatcha been up to? How you is?
Whatcha been doing weekends? How's biz?
No, this isn't a Facebook Quiz
Hell no!
It's kaiku time! It's been a while.
We all have walked many a mile,
Six-abreast or in single file.
Wha's up?

Monday, 20 July 2009

It's not fair that on the day your back
has one of its spasm attacks
that a bug should bug your stomaach
Gah

Thursday, 2 July 2009

R.I.P., 377 farce
The law's now slightly less an arse
Next: it's time to legalise grass!
Bum Bole!

Monday, 22 June 2009

Been waiting—longing—for the day
Did everything short of pray
Now it's here at last, yeehah! yay!
First rain!

Tuesday, 9 June 2009

Pot-bellied clouds flirt with the sun
"The monsoon's here!" we say, "What fun!"
Then, to the east, the bastards run
No rain

Monday, 8 June 2009

See here, I ate my fruit and all
Ignoring eggs and bacon's call
Dinner was clean: sprouts and dal*
St Pete!

*You must say 'dal' the Anglo-Indian way, to sound like "doll."
Breakfast at two? You lazy sod!
You're no go-getter, you're a fraud!
Your parents must have spared the rod!
Gerrup!
Another day I live to tango
Pomegranate, muesli, mango
Breakfast is done, now go man go
To work

Thursday, 4 June 2009

Now that this issue is done (done!)
We thought we would have some fun (fun!)
But at our head is a gun (gun!):
Next issue!

Wednesday, 3 June 2009

Our kaikus we had no time to do
Scrabble suffered grievously too
And books we bought are still enqueued
Deadlines!

Saturday, 16 May 2009

Mr Singh, you're quite a charmer
Looks like India has good karma*
This is better than Obama
What say?

* You have to say 'karma' with an American accent
Can't thank all you voters enough
You did your job, you got the stuff
You've shown em who is really tough
Yay you!
Coffee's drunk, and I've cleared my head
To office now, the old tin shed
The magazine's almost in bed
What joy!
At last the elections are done
*sigh* Now what will we do for fun
Since IPL games we do shun?
Yay books!
What shall we write poems about?
Is there anything worth a shout?
Ah yes, the defeat of the louts!
Yay voters!

Sunday, 10 May 2009

Witty friends and conversation:
Cabbages, kings, and inflation
The better writers in the nation
Like that
Dinner after the launch was had
Though the muzak was rather sad
The food and booze were not half-bad
Burp