Return of the lunchtime haiku

Mondayitis strikes
Early every Monday
Fridays too far gone

Ah the Haiku. The first in a week. But no one missed it. The world didn't mourn the lunchtime haiku. No-one cared. It's a sad sign of how dispassionate, dejected and another d-word the world has become...

But at least the brewery was good. I helped give birth to at least a dozen slabs of gorgeous, sweet beer. I'd encourage everyone to get in touch with their brewer within!

Just to see if the water sector has improved, or whether they're cold....ice cold...How cold?....ice cold. Many thanks to Andre 3000.

Why do I even bother trying to reference modern popular culture. It's crap.

Cheers

I think no-one comments on the haiku blog because it lacks that personal intrigue...

Touch the brewer within! Feel, carees and excite your internal beer making genie. Look it up!
www.3ravens.com.au