Haiku, anyone?
Occasionally I have a string of stupidly late nights, which coupled with an overabundance of Red Bull can lead to crazy eccentric rantings. Like haiku!
Energetic buzz,
Followed by total downer
WAY too much taurine.
Or how about some iambic octameter (in reverse!)?
Nights like this I wish I had some more good tunes to rock along to.
Limericks are fun too.
There once was a man named Herby,
Who raced in the Kentucky derby.
His horse came last,
He was out on his arse,
But he made a fair bit of cash turning the useless prick into glue.
OK, so not *really* a limerick but I like slamming the door on convention once in a while.
