Yo, Yoda
Yoda, Yo Yoda
Yoda Yoda Yoda Yo
Yo Yoda Yoda
This is a guest haiku, the first ever, written by my "super muscly coworker" who will only be known as Anonymous. I put "super muscly coworker" in quotes because that's what he told me to say—not because he's really quite lanky and without any real muscle tone at all. It's another case of two broom sticks being lashed together (see Brad Pitt) and topped with a plaid shirt and fashionable sneakers. I know it sounds terrible, but he'll never read this so I can write what I want. He should have known this would happen when he gave me permission to post Yo, Yoda.
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