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
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