Tuesday, June 27, 2006
For the past few days, on my drive home from work, I've been passing a sheet of plywood leaning against a telephone pole with the words "I (heart) Pokey" painted on it in lime green. Now, I don't know Pokey, or the person who loves him or her, and I don't want to rain on their parade, so I have had to try hard to resist the urge to stop and write "the Hokey-" in front of "Pokey."
In celebration of Pokey, the lime-green-sign-painter, and their love, and because it's Tuesday, I give you this haiku:
My love for Pokey
is on display, to show to
all it's not hokey