Trailer Trash Haiku

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Build me a step.
Granny can't climb
Through the door no more.

This town got some nerve!
Clean our yard without asking ~
Then they bill us!

Open hood, rusting...
A tree, where engine once was...
Glassless windows bloom.

Stall yer old man!
You keep him busy ~
I'll slip out the back.

Oh, how cute!
Look at them plaskit owls!
I got to git one.

Them black roots
Has grew back so fast!
I got to touch up.

Buttercups
Speckle the hillside
With plastic.