Dug this up while sorting some old papers.
About fifteen years ago, the outgoing message on my answer machine was a goofy little haiku. Yes, we can argue about what a haiku really is and how the form should be imported into English, but I mean the 5-7-5 formula:
Answering Machine Haiku:
A green light flashes
But did they leave a message?
I hope that you will.
I thought that was clever. But one reply, apparently by a poet working a boring day job, was so quick-witted that I had to write it down (even if the syllable count is a little off). It's been sitting on a Post-it note in the bottom of a desk drawer for years:
Telephone Solicitor's Haiku:
Fall scatters red leaves
Chilly fingers of icy wind
Thermo-seal windows?
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