Haikus from my Day as a House Elf

November 25, 2006 § Leave a comment

The fierce sensation
Of onion fumes in my eye
Makes me weep with pain.

Crunch! Snap! The grinding
of my vertabraes against
each other: listen.

Brussels sprouts, mushrooms,
Crispy shallow-fried shallots.
Flavors mingle here.

Oh, angry chestnut
Come forth from your fuzzy home
With greater ease, please.

No cuts, nor burns, nay!
Free of sudden injury,
All prep work complete.

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