My desk at work has a snack drawer. Oftentimes I sit there with it open, gazing at the helpless snacks just waiting to be consumed. And then I think, I should write a haiku about them. And so it was. A colorful haiku about those oh, so tasty ramen noodles:
one lonely ramen
sitting inside the drawer
eat me you bastard
So now you know. Yes. I do have a creative side.