Altoids Haiku, Vol. II
Lobagirl, 11/06/02
Old French Antics Series
I
So many strange verbs.
Even the prof is confused.
Why must we learn this?
II
I like to doodle.
Pen and paper keep me sane.
P. S. likes them, too.
III
P. S. writes in red.
He draws the devil’s symbols.
He is a strange boy.
IV
P. S. likes the fire.
I told you how strange he is.
Keep matches away.
V
L. C. has questions.
Who among us is surprised?
Pass me an Altoid.
VI
T. takes an Altoid.
Now we know she’s addicted.
When is class over?
VII
T. S. is tired.
Soon she will have sweet slumber.
Hang on, dear T.S.
VIII
It is getting dark.
Must I take the bus to Busch?
P. S. has his car…
IX
Sweet relief is ours:
Ten minutes for a quick break.
I would like a beer.