It's Haiku Tuesday again! This time, let's have everyone's favorite drama queen, the glorious Golden Age Starman, show us how it's really done.
So overwhelming is the combination of Starman's raw power of personality and Olympic-level erudition that through the sheer force of his presence he compels his nattily dressed quarry to complete the friggin' haiku for him.
How far do you think
you're going to get? Steel door
crumbling like that! Help!
I tell you, words are not adequate to express my admiration for Starman. Perhaps you can help!
Can you compose a haiku to analyze this situation or praise the glory of Starman?