Yet Another Ten Haikus from the Mechanical Turk

I hate haiku, yeah.
It is very hard to write.
The sky is blue, yeah.

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The glorious Trump
Orange skin and hair so fair
Nothing can stump him

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Golden curled crown prince
Born into nobility
Competent leader

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Go duffy in here
Hit your dance left right, go girl
Go duffy on them

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I’m breathing the air
In and then out of my lungs
I must be alive

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E birthday today
Love his crazy butt so much
Happy birthday boy

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Flowers in a vase
Sitting atop the table
Bend towards the sun

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staring at a screen,
never engaged in working,
i am a worker

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Sitting in the park
My son plays in the hot sun
It will be snack time

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Maybe not today
Perhaps later, tomorrow
I will die slowly.

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In the Central Tower, Watching.

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