Game Enjambment is a reoccurring poetry series on games and gaming.
Animal Crossing: New Leaf often wants you to send letters to your animal neighbors to improve their relationships, send them furniture you want in their house, or get them to send you presents back. They occasionally like to show off these letters to you or to other people that visit, so when I started mailing my neighbors gifts, I decided to make them haiku so I could be entertained by them when I saw them again.
It’s a good thing I’m easily entertained.

To Frita:
Odd hamburger sheep
Some may think you’re kind of weird
I think you’re tasty

To Ribbot:
Mechanical frog
Why on earth are you a jock?
That doesn’t make sense

Also to Ribbot:
You are made of steel
How do you not short circuit
walking in the rain?

To Soliel:
You are a lady
A small, rotund rodent, but
Lady nonetheless

To Bianca:
It’s totes Bianca
You know all the hipster slang
Are oh tee eff el

To Goldie:
Just a normal dog
Some might think you’re a bit bland
I think you’re adorbs

Also to Goldie:
Golden retriever
Your name’s a bit obvious
Don’t you think so too?

To Snake:
A reptile-named hare
Also a game character
The puns are endless

Also to Snake:
Poof! Ninja bunny
Does jumping jacks like the wind
Um, how does that work

When snake sold his kotatsu:
WTF, dudebro
Why would you get rid of this?
Now your house is bare

About (but thankfully not to) Saharah:
Saharah’s useless
Why only the cheap carpet?
Take this off my hands.

Tia (because of course I have Tia):
My mayor’s name twin
There can only be one, but
I will let you live

You’d better display this:
This is my attempt
to give you some themed decor
Please do not fail me

This is not a compliment about your taste:
I couldn’t decide
who would actually want this
Please don’t give it back

It really does:
Polka dotted chair
It looks so much cooler when
you coat it in gold

I’m not humble:
Consolation prize
since you will not win Bug-Off
That’s gonna be me

Winter is coming here:
Babe, it’s cold outside
Not trying to creep you out
Maybe wear long sleeves?

I was late and it was tired:
Loom, loom, it’s a loom
Why send a loom for your room?
I like rhyming things
After reading these,
contemplating poet skills,
I’ll stick to retail. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Longtime writer, temporary office minion, and nerd of all trades, tiakall is a fan of lengthy subordinate clauses and the Oxford comma. She enjoys plants, cats, puns of varying quality, and making cannibal jokes before it was cool.




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