Too Young For Death: ImproVerse Haiku Though I don’t fear death,/ I fear I’m dying. Weak and shakey, I’m too young.
Too Young To Rock And Roll: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku You’re never too old/ to rock and roll, but it seems/ you can be too young.
Blue-Streaked Misty: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku She captivates me./ Blue streaked hair, n’er tongue, too young,/ yet I get misty.