## Tuesday, July 7, 2009

### Haiku #44

I like fire's cruel scent
and I like crushing souls and
also butterscotch.

#### 10 comments:

Anthony Clarke said...

  butterscotch, m'lud
  me thinks you need some time
  to work on haiku.
  Honestly though, great. I love butterscotch too.

  July 7, 2009 at 12:37 AM
MomentEye said...

  Burnt souls smell awful
  But taste a bit like chicken
  So it's not all bad

  July 7, 2009 at 5:07 AM
Anonymous said...

  don't you mean butterscorch?

  July 7, 2009 at 6:39 AM
Anonymous said...

  Your haiku is weak
  I fear the lord of demons
  Is not a poet

  July 7, 2009 at 11:43 AM
Sargeras said...

  @ AC:
  Any lover of
  butterscotch is a true friend
  of the Most Fallen.
  @ MomentEye:
  Chicken Soup for the
  Soul-Crushing Titan, perhaps
  a new bestseller?
  @ Anon #1: Well played.
  @ Anon #2:
  Hark! Doth yonder pot
  spy a kettle and proclaim
  "Forsooth! What blackness!"

  July 7, 2009 at 12:00 PM
Anonymous said...

  why do you like crushing butterscotch, what am I mising??

  July 7, 2009 at 6:59 PM
Anonymous said...

  Yon pot doth see this
  Mockery of poetry
  And think itself white

  July 7, 2009 at 9:01 PM
Anthony Clarke said...

  @ anon
  No, he likes crushing souls, and he likes butterscotch. Crushing only applies to souls*.
  *and people, continents, planets, cities, suns, and pretty much everything that might fall into the "crushable" category.

  July 7, 2009 at 10:24 PM
Anonymous said...

  @ Anthony: just a little attempt at humor....

  July 7, 2009 at 10:58 PM
Muffin Recipes said...

  Nice post thhanks for sharing

  May 15, 2023 at 9:22 PM

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