Friday, October 09, 2009

(Yoshio takes Cindy's hand in his and looks earnestly
into her eyes, then croons in a low voice.)

I chowed fugu next to buddy boffin,
My lips still blue numbly kiss his coffin.

Mindy - That's such a pretty busted haiku.
Yoshio - We'd come such a long way from the days
when he built and designed rice cookers and
I peddled deep fried dumplings and tattle on
the streets of Nagasaki.
Cindy - Life is a seven up.

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS