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Haiku Master
Woke up to sunshine
Had to rub my tired eyes
I must be dreaming
If gals on the Soup
Have moved on, must follow
Can't let them escape
Got the hots for you
A pick up line I once used
The first and last time
Cops are after me
Was gawking at some girlies
While wearing jockeys
Are Haiku's funny
Coz I really have trouble
Writing with a frown
Well how do you do
Would you like to go to bed
Result was a slap
Wanna see my thing
It pulsates really quite fast
My new food mixer
Got the hots for you
Hickory dickory doc
Wanna see my thing
Here's a wee saying
Just three little words plus two
One two three four five
The Wulf Man cometh
Let's see what you've got mister
Who's Haiku Master
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Jack Ellison
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