The Drunk Gnome

Just when you thought your garden was sober…

The Drunk Gnome

Haikus by a Lonely Lizard


gnomes are everywhere
overtaking the abode
mysteries abound



nothing but despair
in Indianapolis
smelled like rotten eggs



Jeep, Jeep, on the street
Jeep, Jeep, let me in your seat
Jeep, Jeep, what a treat



overheard whispers
about trip to a canyon
hope i get to go

One thought on “Haikus by a Lonely Lizard

  1. Poor me, poor me! I’m a lizard and I whine a lot because I wish I were a gnome but I’m just not cool enough. Waaa! WAAAA!

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