Something about pregnancy makes me think in haiku. Perhaps it is that seventeen syllables is the full extent of my attention span. Here are a few I conceived during lunch.
Without melted cheese
I could not survive nine months
Sorry bovine friends
I am enormous
More than I thought possible
Like a Volkswagen
Stretch-marked abdomen
Five weeks til you resemble
Crumpled newspaper
I am still alive.
Five weeks to go!
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3 comments:
Conceived...ha ha! I love that you haiku pregnant. Maybe baby is a poet.
Hang in there.
I would pay money
To see your pregnant belly
Please post pictures now.
End of pregnancy
Makes me think celibacy
Is my future plan.
I really love cheese.
I could eat it all day long
And into the night.
Wow - 5 weeks left! That's amazing, I can't believe you are going to have a little squeaker in just 5 weeks!
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