Killing time, unwillingly mine

We know what a haiku is: a seventeen-syllable poem (originally from Japan) divided into three lines of five, seven, and five syllables.

The effervescent banana-lover Janna has her own version, the Janku: a three-line poem, each line with its corresponding number of requisite vowels.

Now that's a fun idea: adapting a form of poetry and calling it after yourself.

Problem is, I can't decide on a poetry structure I can bastardize adapt specifically for me.

A lizzonnet would be too damn long.

I'm not quite ballsy enough to write something like a Lizza Sutra.

I love the idea of a beerku, but there's already an excellent site devoted to beer haiku.What about a cannabisku? Nah, not enough experience for that.

Oh, well. Settle for a Lizzmerick then.

It's that red time of the month again
A most sore time for this Asienne
So she calls out "Cheers!"
And guzzles some beers
Because she's allergic to ibuprofen

This isn't to say I imbibe only once a month. Oh dear, no. At least twice. :-)