Ukulele player, surfer, skateboarder, cyborg, foodie, techie & zen atheist.
Description: Sing a song of spiders,
a pocket full of flies.
Four and twenty naughty boys,
baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
the pope began to feast;
Wasn't that a dainty dish,
to set before a priest?
Ten haiku one written each day as I walked my 3 dogs: Casey, Georgie and Púca on the Curragh in County K...
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