Wow. Imagine the google hits I’ll get off that title.

But now I can claim to have written the the second-best yam haiku on the internet. (See?) Unless there’s some other yam haiku somewhere else that I don’t know about. Which there probably is.

Mine went about like this:

Yams, o starchy roots,
Without marshmallows, you are
just Sweet Potatoes

Though I actually thought Dane’s was more impressive:

Second class veggie
Conveyor of marshmallow
On Thanksgiving shines

And I’m thinking that’s enough talk about root vegetables for one evening, no? Unless you have some yam haiku of your own to share, in which case: have at it!

ME [Gesturing at computer screen]: Come tell me if you want to own one of these.
DANE: I am virtually certain I do not.
ME: But you might.
DANE: Unless it is a GIANT TELEVISION…
ME: It’s almost that. Almost exactly.
DANE: I can already tell that it has absolutely nothing to do with that. [Gets up and walks over anyway, because he loves me. Also because I’m unlikely to shut up about the thing on the computer until he does.]
ME [Pointing at not one but TWO 28” Miffys (Miffies?)]: Well, it’s giant anyway.