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Knock Knock Who's there? Hike Hike who? Unsuspecting child Dad waiting with bated breath Sets the perfect trap My dearest father, Alas, your trap was not sprung I saw it coming. My sweetest daughter, I was just bragging on you, And you turned on me. You made this menace They say you reap what you sow -From your pride and joy Alas, you wound me, I'm but partially at fault, You are your mom's clone. Mom does not haiku This mischief is all from you I got lots from you Only half from me, Haiku from me is recent, But it made you smile. I value both halves I am proud to be of you I love you daddy
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Mar 25, 2025
Mar 25, 2025 at 7:31 PM UTC
From Half of You
Knock Knock Who's there? Hike Hike who? Unsuspecting child Dad waiting with bated breath Sets the perfect trap My dearest father, Alas, your trap was not sprung I saw it coming. My sweetest daughter, I was just bragging on you, And you turned on me. You made this menace They say you reap what you sow -From your pride and joy Alas, you wound me, I'm but partially at fault, You are your mom's clone. Mom does not haiku This mischief is all from you I got lots from you Only half from me, Haiku from me is recent, But it made you smile. I value both halves I am proud to be of you I love you daddy
A playful haiku exchange between my dad and me, inspired by a classic dad joke gone poetic.
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25/TS/United States
Mar 25, 2025
Mar 25, 2025 at 7:31 PM UTC
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