a haiku

Big piles of smooth poop
Red-faced people hump the poo
Uh uh uh uh...oooooh

This is very good. Their red faces, and their plurality, are good.
Also, an innovation in haiku: rhyme!

I don't know if I mentioned this before, but I think I'm going to start thinking of myself as a poet. We'll see what happens then.
You haven't mentioned that before!
That's totally fucking ideal! You're like the ideal poet!
Ie., you're not just the poet; you're poet.

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