Horn Haiku That Is Senryu

peter stole from paul kingdom finally did fall from hill which was tall seemed to always crow about things are always slow going to and fro much time did devote so many poems wrote and wrote about beach with a boat wrote a eulogy sinking ship with much debree from shore we could see while wild waves would break hot sun my whole body bake cool off jumped in lake want to walk places will needs shoes with two laces truth some small traces we would take a risk while blowing winds had been brisk to solve sand did frisk would speak with a lisp while wind was cold and crisp to bathroom took trips