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Here are some haiku poems I recently wrote.
Christmas is coming
Again. Which can mean one thing:
Its winter again.I have had enough.
He is more changeable than
The British weather.What goes round comes round
In times eternal cycle.
Cant wait to come round.Time is a cycle,
Camusian absurdity,
Existential jail.How fast does time fly?
No faster, and no slower.
dt/dt = 1.
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Wunderbar! It inspired me to try my hands or rather my two fingers at some!
Seventeen annoys
it is verily a crime
this took a long time
She thinks he changes
But it is her eyes that do,
he, her opposite
In mathematics, you don't understand things. You just get used to them.
If it ain't broke, fix it until it is.
Always satisfy the Prime Directive of getting the right answer above all else.
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A few months ago I wrote a random Haiku generator in Python. Here are some that it wrote:
A hungry baby
wonderfully but poorly cries
over bright crayons
The cute, little spring
eagerly but sadly walks
through cool, bouncy stars
The happy puppy
poorly, not loudly, kisses
for fractal muffins
The dumb, hungry sky
angrily and sadly thinks
about green lettuce
They're nonsensical, but I think they are funny. I hope you like them.
There are 10 types of people in the world, those who understand binary, those who don't, and those who can use induction.
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Life must be treasured:
It’s most precious. That’s why I
Resurrect old threads.
Me, or the ugly man, whatever (3,3,6)
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