22 July 2008


Maybe it's the heat that's getting to me?

Today after writing pithy project prose, I found myself dabbling in Haiku's about work.

This is what I sent off to Tim:

River water flows  
summer aquifers run dry
toxins eat parched earth


New frogs croak in spring
singing praises for the year
climate changes that


Tired consultant 
writes more words with other words
It's that time of year

Oops. Too late. 

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