I was inspired to write a haiku about my ass tassels and came up with these; although, they really aren't haiku poems in the strictest sense cause they don't use imagery from nature and the seasons and lots of other important literary things and such. So literature lovers will have to pardon me bastardizing the form a little. Rather than haikus I'm going to call these....heiny-koos. Enjoy.
Three Heiny-Koos
Whirling golden threads
slicing the stale beer vapors
turbines of the ass.
Propellers cycle
straining to reach altitude
burdened by two hams.
Neon green eyes shed
fringe tears streaming down wide cheeks
cracked in the middle.
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