Write two haiku about: phobias.
It is getting progressively colder around these parts. I suppose that's to be expected, but I'm still not particularly enjoying it. Probably won't mind as much once all the garden work has been completed.
His greatest fear is
that they will learn that he fears
anything at all
* * *
Creepy and crawly,
slimy and slithery... could
we change the subject?