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Haiku
Coffee cools
because quasar 3C 273
grows ever more distant

Lawrence Schulman, New Scientist Feb 5 2000

Donald Rumsfeld
There are known knowns.
These are things we know that we know.
There are known unknowns.
That is to say, there are things that we now know we don’t know.
But there are also unknown unknowns.
These are things we do not know we don’t know.

From ZDnet
Here comes the Gestapo!
If I understand this correctly
These people are brain dead.
 
How absurd! They can't possibly
I'm stunned by the audacity
 
Waaah! Sniff! Cry! Big bad!
Oh please spare me!
 
AHAHAHAHAH! This is hilarious
Ho Ho Ho This should be fun
 
I'm in my 60s and own 6,000 LPs
This idea will never work
 
I hope this dispels any beliefs
The truth is that it's absolute
 
We the Geeks of America will -
Does anyone get the point?
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Headlines
Monkey species "gone for good".
Huge waves eroding British coast.
Maps show homes at risk of flood.
Global warming worse than feared.
Extreme events will be the norm.
Heavy traffic heads for Mars.

Tabloid Headlines
My daughter's dog bit off my nose
A burger nearly killed my son
I lived on soup for 20 years
I took my dead mum round the world

More Tabloid Headlines
He made me pregnant - for his wife
He filmed my romp with second man
My husband left me for my mum
Our divorce was like a war
I scrubbed his evil from my home
And then we fell in love again
 
Tabloid Headlines in Iambic Pentameters
My husband screamed as I tattooed his butt.
Pregnant man gives birth to second child.
Police remove two boys from filthy home.
The streets are dark with something more than night.
(The last line is by Raymond Chandler.) 
 
Headlines in Iambic Pentameters 
Alarm at use of sunbeds by the young
The fabric melts and gives off toxic fumes
Dark asteroids found lurking near the earth
Beauty spots to be devoured by sea
Loss of Arctic ice leaves experts stunned
Of course we need to venture into space


  
Dactyls
Is your daughter 2000 years old?
Is your wife a giant fly in disguise?
Is your life just a boring routine?
Do you long for an interesting job?
Is this art or a puerile prank?
I feel empty - more dead than alive.
(The first two lines are a blurb from a book of science fiction stories. The next two are from an advert. The last two are from newspaper stories.)

Vers Libre from the Guardian

There's no one about,
The sky is a benign blue.
Trees flip their leaves in the summer breeze.
The tarmac meets old concrete.
Embankments,
Factory buildings,
A path over a field
With buttercups.
A parked car.
A kind of warmth,
The light of acceptance.
The enigma, too.
Adrian Searle, Guardian 6/13/2000, on Richard Billingham's photographs.
 
From IMDB
The shadowy world
Of midnight rendezvous
Dark tones of shades of rain
A diner called Pop's Eats.