I'm liking this haiku thing. Here's a few I wrote for a friend's 50th birthday:
So you're fifty now
You can start to forget that
What was I saying?
Half a century
Sounds depressing, doesn't it?
Depends on which half
The older you get
The less you will care about
Who thinks you're a bitch
Fifty brings freedom
To really be who you are
And not give a crap
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