Saturday, January 12, 2013

droont i the brandy:
flee
oor furst-fit




drowned in the brandy:
fly
our first-foot

3 comments:

  1. Read a joke-story how the Viking-chief called Harald returned from his visit to Higlands:
    - They had some kind of brown wine over there, they called it whiskey...

    So are you sure it was brandy in your haiku ?-)

    We have many traditional stories concerning the Epiphany. Some kind of a naughty "Santa Claus" visiting farms in the middle of night.

    :-)


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  2. At least he died smiling (if flies can smile)? Happy New Year John!

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  3. Happy New Year John! There's no flies on you!

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