And, get your mind out of the gutter, you filthy scoundrel, you're thinking of a limerick- totally different.
Mother Nature, you
are on my very last nerve!
Stop it already!
Math, my evil foe
Why doest thou torture me so?
Crazy, I shall go.
I saw you tulip
barely peeking through today.
Please don't go away.
Hey, Mister Haiku!
Why are you stuck in my head?
I should be in bed.
I think I'm done now.
So I'm off to chase dreams of
a tropical beach.
This is the end of
tonight's Haiku obsession.
See ya tomorrow!
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