Last year, while I was sitting patiently for my order to arrive, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Waffle House was having an essay contest. Participants would have to explain in under 100 words why they love the Waffle House. Personally, I do a lot of work at the Waffle House – it is my version of Starbucks. But as with anything, I knew I had to step up and take it to the next level, to continue to innovate since that is what my fans expect of me. So I wrote a series of haikus and entered them in the contest. A haiku is a form of poetry made up of three lines. The first line would have five syllables, the second seven syllables, and five syllables for the last line. I knew I would have to reach deep into my soul if I wanted to win the contest and get that free t-shirt. Here is the fire that I came up with:
Waffle House Haiku #1
Two kids fall in love,
Whispering "I love you" as
I order waffles.
Waffle House Haiku #2
You'd think that since I
Was high, I'd eat more waffles.
You would be correct.
After entering the poems, I waited eagerly for the next four months. I did not win, but it was probably because I failed to provide my address or a technicality like that. But damn, someone wipe me down, that shit was fire.
- Yu
