my new, terrifying, haiku
Many many years ago, I did database queries for an insurance company on overloaded servers. There were days where I would start my program at 8 a.m., and then, because of the aforementioned overloaded servers, it wouldn't finish until 3 or 4 in the afternoon. Out of this came a haiku, which I have now modified as I descend into the mire of submitting my faerie story to publishers so I can add to my list of polite rejection letters.
Very slow Meghan.
If my book is not published
I will kill you all.
Geoff read my haiku, then backed away, making sure to keep his eyes on me, but not make eye contact, as he did so.
Obviously, I am not going to kill you all. But it fits in the haiku nicely.