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Parched throat like stale toast,
Mistaken for a raisin,
She’s a rag wrung dry.
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Thirst
Karina Pinella
Writing the Wrong, Right, and Ridiculous
Image: Pixabay
Parched throat like stale toast,
Mistaken for a raisin,
She’s a rag wrung dry.
Excellent haiku! It leaves me thirsty for more of your poetic words. I hope the coyote found a water hole!
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Alas, the coyote, mistaken for a raisin, was processed in a bran cereal. So, look out for coyote bits in your next raisin bran cereal bowl.
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So funny! I’ll check my bran cereal tomorrow morn. If the raisins taste like coyote, then I’ll know!!
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Also, feel free to send a couple of haiku poems to me if you’d like to corroborate. In August, I’d like to start posting those.
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Oops! I meant collaborate. Haha!! But we can corroborate, too. No worries if you’re too busy. Just a suggestion…
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Sounds good. Let me know what theme or subject you would want to write about.
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Cool. I’ll leave the theme up to you!
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Hmm. You might wish it was your choice!
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Ha! I’ll strap on a helmet and safety gear before reading your email. ⛑
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Fits the picture well!
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Was that coyote near your home?
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Haha. No
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