Haiku: Ode to Stupid Girl.

Y'all remember me telling you about the really stupid girl in my IV class who wanted to know what happened to the patient who had the "fatal reaction". Yeah. Her. Well, today, on our last day of class, she really ticked me the fuck off. However, instead of freaking the hell out like I normally do, I opted to turn to my poetic fortitude. I wrote Haiku's about this girl. And yes, I do know that haiku (5-7-5 syllable pattern for those who don't know) are supposed to be about nature. I can easily remedy that by saying...this girl is naturally stupid. There. Enjoy. Each of these were handcrafted in my own penmanship in a stupid fucking workbook that I will never fucking need ever again. Idiots. Make me waste my time with this CRAP.

Anyway, here you go. Haiku, Ode to Stupid Girl...a ten part series.

Part One: making me wait.
You stupid blond girl.
You take so long with testing
I am now quite bored.

Part Two: dimwitted.
Blonde girl. You're not bright.
like an old burned out light bulb
as dim as can be.

Part Three: impatient.
Blonde young dumbass girl.
You just keep taking your time.
We will all just wait.

Part Four: uncomfortably numb.
Fuck you, dumb blonde girl.
I have sat here so damn long,
my ass is asleep.

Part Five: death.
Go die, stupid girl.
You went out for a smoke break.
Now I have to wait.

Part Six: satanic ritual.
I hate you blonde girl.
I want to rip out your heart
and eat it slowly.

Part Seven: voo doo.
I wish pain for you
I hope your implants explode.
Please, go buy a vowel.

Part Eight: nasa.
This is too easy.
It is not rocket science.
Why are you alive?

Part Nine: choke.
I want to drown you
in a pool of my vomit
Finish your test, Bitch!

Part Ten: breathe.
About fucking time.
Dumb blonde girl hands in her test.
Peace is now restored.