Here's a damn haiku.
I wrote it for your stank a**,
so leave me alone.
Birds fly in the breeze.
Things fall from these travelers,
Onto my windshield
That's all I've got right now.
I wrote it for your stank a**,
so leave me alone.
Birds fly in the breeze.
Things fall from these travelers,
Onto my windshield
That's all I've got right now.