In an effort to bolster the ever-assailed decorum of the Internet, Mollygood looks to poetry with Someone Haiku. Each day – using 17 syllables or less – you’re given the opportunity to wax poetic about some piece of flotsam or jetsam that’s washed up on the shores of Mollygood. Hopefully this Zen practice will not only bathe you in self-discovery, but also bring a touch of Eastern class to a global network of information that’s devolved into nothing more than tit websites and provocative MySpace pictures.
Today's Someone Haiku winner is sskmstr:
Starlet addictions
Multiply deadly puffs with
cigarette death star
Cigarette death star? Well done.
New one after the jump.
A judge has ruled that Anna Nicole Smith's 18-month-old daughter, the unfortunately named Dannielynn Birkhead, is the sole heir to her late mother's oddly gained riches. This means that the tyke stands to inherit tens of millions of dollars from the fortune of Anna Nicole's also late former husband Howard Marshall. Write a haiku to celebrate this blessed child's inevitably disastrous windfall. Good luck.
Editor
nice
Cigarette death star. Freaking awesome.
Eye akimbo, she'll
soon see the truth: money can't
buy good genes or dads.
Sorry, little one.
Paris Hiltons
googley-eyed
doppleganger
A slut for a mom,
a greedy, money-grubbing
dad; no chance at all.
or
Mom made it on her
back; dad made it the same way.
Poor Danni- no Hope.
CAUTION: old bubs will
wed a lass for riches, too.
Spar- ma is a bitch!
Sskmstr, your poem is as beautiful as your username isn't!
Sad wee meal ticket
Your wonky eye full of tears
May you learn to Hope…
HA!!
Poor little rich girl:
Stern, Brikhead control the funds,
and shortly, her mind.
Daddy loves Dani.
Now hand over the checkbook
so I can live large.
Poor little Danni
No one wants to remember
Barbara Hutton
(and FYI: Barbara Hutton)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbara_Hutton
Too young to recall
Too crosseyed to see
Her crazy family tree
malcom… nice one but that's why I used poor little rich girl. Her childhood is probably going to screw her up too.
You have wonky eyes:
But money can buy you love -
Just like Mama did….
*runs away screaming*
*slams door*
Why bother with this
Cord never picks my brilliant
Haikus anyways
Danny scores
off her
mom's trysts,
and they say
money can't
buy you love
Hmmmmm, what can I do?
Perhaps if I cross like this
She'll look like Mom's should
Myopinion, do you know what the fuck a haiku is? Just wondering.
The apple doesn't
fall far from the pole, oops I
mean tree…yeah that's it!
Old bubs will use a
lass for riches, too. All Dad's
tar? Ma is a bitch!
Too much dough spoils you.
Pay attention or lose your
riches. That's costly.