The haiku from hell
Needs, as its inspiration
Danté not Basho
The haiku from hell
Seven deadly sinables
—Still ten more to go!
The haiku from hell
Invade poets’ minds after Bashover the head
The haiku from hell
Follow the path of the frog
Downward to darkness
The haiku from hell
Frog leaps in pond. Molten lead!
Splat … sizzle … sizzle
The haiku from hell
Eye of newt and toe of frog
Old pond’s dismembered
The haiku from hell
All those nice Basho Street Kids
—Turned into kebabs
The haiku from hell
Eternal—never-ending
—Now go to line one!
The haiku from hell
Transmits its simple message
Drowning not waving
The haiku from hell
Not seventeen syllables
—Sixteen blanks between
The haiku from hell
—The nothing that is not there
Or nothing that is?
The haiku from hell
Eternal fires burn brightly
—Unmetered supply?
The haiku from hell
—It’s very hard to fit in
Mephistopheles
The haiku from hell
Are written up on hoardings
—On the primrose path
The devil’s haiku
Never underestimate
The devil’s IQ
The real haiku from hell
Is not five seven five
It is 6, 6 and 6!
The haiku from hell
Last testament of the damned
The rest is silence
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