So how did they know,
canny toads of l'Aquila,
to get the hell out
five days clear before the quake?
Smelling radon or ions?
Bikes too dangerous
(for postmen), but Londoners
will get them French-style.
Now is the winter
of our discontinued spring
glorious with snow.
Love it - how do you do come up with these
The last haiku is perfect! We got a foot of snow last night too.
No.3 takes the biscuit, Dave!
Thanks for the three-fer! Animals are so much more intelligent than we give them credit for.
These are great. Sorry about spring-us interruptus.
Snow in spring...know all about that one.
Now I want to get a herd of toads- we are over due for a big shake down here- I just want to know when to get out from under the piano- the toads would tell me.
Animals always know. Nicely done!
Basically, I don't know. I didn't think I'd keep going this long when I began.
Ow, poor you - or do you like it?
I did think it might.
I never did like any sort of interruptus.
Some knows, some's jist finding out...
Yup, I think they surely would.
Trish and Rob
Strange, but true.
Ah, another trio - thought offering and image-full! Delightful.
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