National Poetry Day

Yesterday was National Poetry Day. In the spirit of National Poetry Day and because of my skills with the Haiku, my friend Matt asked me to write a poem for a lot of my friends. I favored everyone with a simple Haiku about topical things in my life. It went like this:



Uno Makes Me Happy

Torrii Hunter I Love you

Haiku is art from



Torrii had hit a walk off grand slam to win the game on Monday night so I was very excited about that. I thought it was a simple poem, non offensive, just something to kick things off with. My buddy Dan saw an opportunity and pounced. He dropped the hammer on me with this:



There once was a boy from L.A.

Whom everyone thought was gay

Every Monday a haiku

Sunday advertisement too

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Matt and Trent defended my honor with a couple of poems of their own, and it was nice to know they had my "back" but I also knew that a shot like that could not go unanswered. I went out of my comfort zone and switched to a form of poetry I do not specialize in, that being the limmerick.



As I was writing my poem my roommate Dan asked me if I would be responding. I told him I wasn't sure. He demanded that I respond not knowing that I was crafting my retort. Dan asked again would I respond and all I said was..."meh." And then hit send. This was my crown jewel. I think al ot of the people who read petechat were on the email but some of you weren't. There are quite a few inside jokes but even if you don't get them all, you'll still enjoy it.



Like Mike Piazza would say

Fist off guys I'm not Gay

I like the ladies

For Certain not maybe

I mean I like having Shandi over each day



Jake Plummer's not walking through the door

I'm a Niner fan down to the core

I have to root for a Ute

But we've got the loot

Five Championships to boot

do the Cardinals have any more?



I've dominated poetry from birth

Haiku's beyond your net worth

I blog in ways you can't see

Send over that bottle of febreeze

Like Ozzie would say psssh Please



I pimp petechat from morning to dawn

Because that's where it's all going on

People are checkin'

Busting moves like in Tekken

Hey Ricks is Lindsey jealous of your lover Jason Maughn?



Ya'll know better than to mess with the Champ

I'll cripple you so you'll need a ramp

Nothing left for you to say

Face it bro it's not your day

I've been seething in Clubber Lang's Training Camp



As I bid adieu

From introducing you to what is true

I have but one thing left to say and that is …



WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!



I was quite pleased with my efforts and I think most people got a kick out of it. I was impressed with how creative my friends were. Dan Nelson had a couple of great poems and Kat had one about...you guessed it, cookies.



Despite that I am still a Haiku guy.