Syllable Count

Sixty-two

Blair Marshall — Fri, 08 Apr 2011 15:46:53 +0000

If I were to run

I wonder what would happen

Would the follow me?

Sixty-one

Blair Marshall — Fri, 08 Apr 2011 15:45:12 +0000

I really should write

Haiku in one long phrase, or

It sounds translated

Sixty

Blair Marshall — Fri, 08 Apr 2011 15:42:36 +0000

Upholstery hole

Picked clean to the wooden frame

Irresistable

Fifty-nine

Blair Marshall — Fri, 08 Apr 2011 15:40:33 +0000

Sitting next to me

Reading up on my blog posts

Just a touch awkward

Fifty-Eight

Blair Marshall — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 04:37:10 +0000

Corn on the cob is

Delectable, but leaves me

In need of flossing

Fifty-Seven

Blair Marshall — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 04:34:48 +0000

Carnival rides and

Cotton candy, sweet and sick

On upset tummies

Fifty-Six

Blair Marshall — Mon, 05 Apr 2010 07:31:56 +0000

Red-tinted circles

Form numbers you just can’t see

Damn that faulty X

Fifty-Five

Blair Marshall — Mon, 05 Apr 2010 07:27:52 +0000

I did it myself

How, you ask? Well, prison-style

Suck it, L. A. Ink!

Fifty-Four

Blair Marshall — Mon, 05 Apr 2010 07:25:09 +0000

My dear, I don’t care

Yes, the ring is ghetto-ass

But ah-door-ah-blay

Fifty-Three

Blair Marshall — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 10:14:36 +0000

So impeccable

Wait, you never had braces?

Grr, such straight dentals