Here are five haiku, all of which try to convey that Venezuela is a loud country, perhaps the loudest. Ever.
Reggaeton deafens
Salsa and Shakira must yell as well
''Huh?'' shouts the old man.
Plastic surgery :
fused to my palm, a plastic box,
jingled when I pawed it.
Sashaying to the store
to buy her feminine products.
A douche-bag honks.
Venezuela...
The painted bluebird blasts its horn.
Seven alarms wail.
Cacophony,
louder !, to avoid the silence,
to the eleven.
Reggaeton deafens
Salsa and Shakira must yell as well
''Huh?'' shouts the old man.
Plastic surgery :
fused to my palm, a plastic box,
jingled when I pawed it.
Sashaying to the store
to buy her feminine products.
A douche-bag honks.
Venezuela...
The painted bluebird blasts its horn.
Seven alarms wail.
Cacophony,
louder !, to avoid the silence,
to the eleven.
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