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Humongous Amount of Horn Humanistic Haiku

we have heard in spring
beautiful birds when they sing
happiness will bring

animals all crawl
from late spring into the fall
heard birds when they call

a propensity
as well as intensity
exist in ministry

did find that denial
may have always been on trial
is for a long while

flowers we had found
growing greatly on the ground
also all around

what was tyranny
had become pure agony
in my anatomy

we must take the risk
away we would have to brisk
after we will frisk

what we always feared,
after our twilight had neared
we then disappeared

when we would revolve
and all of our problems solve
others must involve

what he had stated
have things eradicated
that are complicated

started out spiritual
had become habitual
revived ritual

what he had stated
become infatuated
highly educated

we would have waited
for things we want created
that are related

he would have to hide
then must look further inside
where God will abide

played a violin
violently so that then
could play it again

together would blend
which is what we did intend
from start until end

from being futile
found that we must be frugal
play beloved bugle

forever flatter
when records he will shatter
by being great batter

we will overcome
and heard sound from distant drum
native land was from

while they were on trial
they had been known to beguile
miss point by a mile

should see sack dresses
by God all of them blesses
feelings expresses

sound of choir hear
sounds penetrate like a spear
far away and near

what we must resolve
round and round things revolve
later do dissolve

always advises
should have brain exercises
can be big crisis

had a hangover
along with a layover
can  lie in clover

we would have waited
so things can be created
always are related

was effervescent
and all my poems I had sent
received compliment

flowers fantastic
weather had been bombastic 
wet in my attic

had told her about
wondering when she would shout
be perturbed and pout

being nostalgic
did appear to be tragic
was made by magic

should see white blood count
seems to be a fair amount
my horse now must mount

had brain of a bird
and another thing occurred
up trouble he stirred

she was appeasing
predicted to be pleasing
but only teasing

we reached an accord
which we never could afford
said more prayers to Lord

Diego Cuerno de vaca

James Nefarious Hilarious Horn
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