A haiku written by Lee Sonogan
“The word maybe was beginning to annoy me, because the only thing that was fixed was that maybe would be with me forever.” ― Markus Zusak, Underdog
Smooth baby’s bottom,
Your maybees don’t fly in June;
Gone, not forgotten.
“If you strive for the moon, maybe you’ll get over the fence.” – James Woods
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