OFF-PLANET HAIKU BY ZAFU

by Charles Carreon

A blue-gold perlisonde is blooming
Under the red moon.
In the dim twilight
A rippo niggles softly.

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Chu-chong will not see me--
I have cried so much
My runtor will not function.

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My friends say you will not return--
But your departing steps
I will never cease to hear
Until you return again over the hill.

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The whistling winds of tundoo
Swivor my undulating ramp.
Your chuckoo.

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