My Haiku Page

Scott is insecure. He knows not how to haiku. Flooded with doubt, he.		My back yard is fun. We have a pool with no fish. Okay, not too fun.
Your mother asks you Have you finished your homework? You're gazing outside.		Your mother asks you Have you practiced your trumpet? You just A.I.M.
The trombone trigger Lowers each note by a fourth And seems like cheating.		Trumpet players think The world revolves around them Are they so supreme?
It's my San Diego. Ribbon highways, crashing waves. No time to enjoy.		Exciting ocean Photosynthesis creates Tiny green plant life
Balanced equations Are what smart chemists use for Stoichiometry.		Balanced reactions Provide the foundation for Stoichiometry
Stoichiometry Chemists know to use only Balanced equations		Scott's hair sandy brown. Falling straight over his face. Obscuring forehead.
Electrolysis Current through electrodes makes H2 and O2		Photosynthesis Processing carbon atoms Into lush green plants
Electrolysis Current passing through water H2 and O2		Electrolysis Electricity creates O2 and H2
Snickers the strange cat. Plays with anything he finds. Then he eats it up.		Jazzy runs away From anything anyone Never stops to visit.
A standard haiku Has seventeen syllables And mentions nature.		Time is getting short I need to write my haiku Oh no! Nature calls.