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Punned (And Rhymed) Haiku
When showered with praise,
The popcorn said,
"How sweet, I am truly a maize".
He actually looks cool:
That cheeky little frog
Sitting on a toad stool.
He grew tall and lean;
Mother tree proudly said,
"He's a healthy mango's teen."
I heard them talk aloud,
The roses complained,
"Tree is a crowd!"
It's easy to envisage
The vineyard as
A Planet of the Grapes.
The fruiterer acts strange,
He only deals in
Fruits from the 'O' range.
It is typical of vines
As climbing plants
To rise and twine.
Bursting forth after the shower
The buds appear
Like little son flowers.
By Tam Yong Yuee
Taken from Mind Our English in 'The Star' newspaper
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