Number One Haiku:
it needs no introduction,
and doesn’t get one.
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Number Two Haiku:
not being the first born one
leaves quite a sour taste.
.
Number Three Haiku:
in the shadows of siblings
and left in that shade.
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Number Four Haiku;
a mistake, sad, unwanted,
a loner by birth.
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Number Five Haiku:
this one just doesn’t exist,
it’s an illusion.
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Number Six Haiku;
as above for Number Five,
but even more so.
.
Number Seven Hai—
ku: which is where it goes wrong
as regards format,
.
and if you do want
Numbers Eight to Two Hundred…
you can write, can’t you?
Graeme Sandford 
HAHAHAHA! Nice, Graeme ❤
Very funny 😀
Sincerely,
David
Thank you, David, just happen to be reading the AH ‘Hawthorne’ books at the moment and taking my poetry prompts whenever they leap out and grab me.
Have a lovely day – hope it’s warmer where you are than it is where I am.
Grae:)
well, it’s springtime in the Middle East… so, I would imagine that it’s warmer here 😀
We await snow – it has been forecast. The Cornish for snow is ‘Ergh’ which are my thoughts entirely. Ergh! G:)