You probably already know that Gary Gygax
is dead. What you don't want to know, is that upon hearing the news, I
immediately wanted to compose a clever haiku on the subject.
Being
the geek that I am, I terminated this thought mid-process, and figured
that someone on the web might have already written some. Not only was I
disturbingly proved correct, but I was happy to skip writing mine. Use
the search engine of your choice to discover the inane, profane, and
profound poetry his death has brought us.
Funny story is, after showing the cream of the haiku crop to Mr. Fortress Crack Master, he instantly pointed out that they were all missing a seasonal reference and some other features of true haiku. Which I had noticed. Turns out Mr. Fortress Crack Master has a poetry degree in his past. What a well-rounded mo'fo!
Funny story is, after showing the cream of the haiku crop to Mr. Fortress Crack Master, he instantly pointed out that they were all missing a seasonal reference and some other features of true haiku. Which I had noticed. Turns out Mr. Fortress Crack Master has a poetry degree in his past. What a well-rounded mo'fo!
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