Haiku-palooza/poem-splosion-ganza

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Welcome one and all to the Nick Moose’s View first annual Haiku-palooza! Every now and then, I like to ditch the comedy-ish thing that I usually attempt and instead, embrace my first love, the ancient Japanese art of haiku. Well … I’m pretty confident that haikus are Japanese. I know I didn’t invent them. Or did I?

Haiku-palooza, however, is definitely my invention. It’s going to be exactly like Lollapalooza, except instead of being a festival extensively featuring B-grade rock groups that couldn’t get on “Warped Tour,” it’s going to be a column written by me with a bunch of haikus in it.

And this isn’t just any first ever annual Haiku-palooza. It’s the first ever annual Haiku-palooza/poem-splosion-ganza. Meaning some of the poems aren’t haikus cause I couldn’t think of that many.

Now, here’s some haikus for yous! (Notice the deliberate bad grammar for comedic effect?)

n BIBENDUM

made of all white tires

the Michelin Man stands tall

he’s secretly gay

n THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU

fleeing from my house

you give pause by the garden

hey! That’s my lawn gnome!

n ARGUMENTATIVE PROSE

no more full service?

pick up the squeegee jerk-face

you can go to hell

n LET THE GAMES BEGIN

she gave me the cue

naked on the pool table

and those were my balls

n WAS THERE EVER ANY DOUBT?

unicorny whale

swimming in the Antarctic

I think you exist

n MY FETISH

feeling it again

orange marshmallow peanuts

pressed against my flesh

n “YIPES STRIPES”

zebra-flavored gum

taken from me by a man

now that man is dead

n WHY WE BROKE UP

radishes are good

so are your mom and dad

radishes win though

n FRESHMAN YEAR

take the goat mask off

you should really see yourself

masturbating me

n I HATE YOU LATELY

Ronald McDonald

is played by a new guy

I don’t know him now

n ANTIQUES ROAD SHOW

appraise this owl lamp

it’s made of ceramic

ghost-elves live in it

n WHAT HAPPENED?

“Becker” is no good

Ted Danson has gone downhill

life’s a hollow lie

That concludes the haiku portion of our show. Ready yourself now for some mind-blowing free verse:

n SPHINCTER GOBLINS

explosions erupt from the core

molten

but not especially

avalanches as such

that would devour thatched huts

I remember them dancing

or so I thought

parading near the mouth

piercing their javelins

yelling war cries as I cry

and wait

and begin to realize

life’s greatest battles

are waged

inside

my butt

diarrhea rages like a storm

Last, but not least, because some people like poetry that rhymes, and because I said I would mention her in every single column I write this semester:

n LOHAN’S MAN

Lindsay Lohan’s off the hook

she is everywhere I look

every page of Us Weekly

and Rolling Stone magazine

but she made out with “Fez”

that just doesn’t make any sense

her album is pretty decent

I don’t think she has breast implants

she’s like Hilary Duff except she’s smarter

I can’t believe she dated Aaron Carter

thank you.

Nick Moose is a senior “Frankenberry”  consumption major and a humor columnist for the Daily Kent Stater. Reach him at [email protected].