FanFic100, #49: "Drones Club Haiku"

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Cross-posted to my journal, indeedsir, and rightho.

I've just had the audacity to claim the Jeeves and Wooster fandom in the fanfic100 challenge. God only knows how much writing I've let myself in for, but I know at least a couple people who'll be pleased. These can be drabbles, poems, scripts, whatever goes past 100 words, but they have to adhere to a table of 100 different prompts. I'll certainly be adding/editing before I post it to the fanfic100 community.

Title: Drones Club Haiku
Fandom: Jeeves and Wooster
Author: Careena Cornette (Careena @ Gmail)
Prompt: #049, "Club"
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Many haiku-- some dreadfully immature-- about the Drones Club.
Archiving: Yes, given notice.

DRONES CLUB HAIKU
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When you both went to
answer that phone call, you seem
to have swapped your shirts.
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Excuse me, but I'd
like to chuck some rolls about,
and you're in the way.
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The silence of the
library, broken by my
new whoopie cushion.
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No coincidence,
our club's proximity to
all those Turkish baths.
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Later on, the haiku become

Privileged young men
with about fifteen diff'rent
brain cells between them.
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Great Neptune's ocean:
the vast volume of liquid
from the Drones Club bar.

More numberous than
all the stars in the Heavens:
Drones's hangovers.
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Snow on Mount Fuji.
What's that white patch on your tie
...and also your chin?
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Floating gracefully
like water lilies, pants and
vests are in the pool.
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Like a clear blue sky,
the vapid, vacant, stupid
look on Barmy's face.
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Oofy must have tipped
that blonde waiter quite a sum,
for what they're doing.
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"Bumper pool," indeed.
If you knew where it had been,
you'd wash that cue off.
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Gambolling about
like new foals in the springtime:
Bingo's case of Crabs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I thought "fletching" had
to do with arrows, and not
gerbils. Or your newts.
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PS: lots more communities have sprung up as offshoots of this challenge. Most use the same table of prompts. Some have slight variations in theme or requirements, but others are just an opportunity for you to choose a fandom or pairing that's already been claimed.