Many months ago a BA and I were working late, and started to get silly. It was post 7pm on a Thursday night, neither had eaten, and neither could leave soon. So I started writing bad haiku.
This document blows,
The english is horrific,
Make the bad man stop.
Then later the next week…
Non-sensical email,
Makes you scream murder and fury,
Thank god for five thirty.
It was distracting and fun to write, and probably more like a form of office therapy. Apologies to those who know how to actually write a haiku.
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