Write two haiku about something(s): mythical.
Max went to bed late last night (almost literally kicking and screaming) and then woke up early this morning. I think he might be almost as sleep deprived as I am. At least he seems to have gotten over his most recent cold in record time.
In other news: warmer weather, I'm ready for you to arrive. Like, now. Please.
Legends of his life
grow with each passing year for
he was the victor
* * *
What the hell is that?
Well, one day a unicorn
met a suave dragon...