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Hello,

I thought I'd add my haiku, too (not winners, but I enjoyed writing them):

Aural armada,

Will not comply; Wilco rock,

With arms open wide.

A Dutch dope high coup:

Above the surface tempest,

Sounding deeper still.

A breeze blowing through,

Nature’s feedback amplified;

Avant-garden song.

Winding road and clock,

Wilco wrote the camel’s back;

Here, for the long haul.

You and I, Wilco,

Though two far-apart speakers,

We co-create thus.

The Wilco current:

Direct, despite resistance;

Alternating now.