In junior high a classmate of mine, Danny Callaghan, a roughian and class clown, claims to have written this haiku for an English class. He died in college, performing a one-and-a-half forward flip while drunk into a pool he did not realize had been emptied. I still can't believe he wrote it, although I hope he did. I haven't been able to find it online.
Death is beautiful,
Else why does summer die so,
Garbed in flaming gold?
Death is beautiful,
Else why does summer die so,
Garbed in flaming gold?