LibraryThing Haikus
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Started by tardis. 
| Help in Haiku | LibraryThing-related | Library 2.0 | |
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| How to create account? Put user name and password in green box on home page | The water lily, The crane, the delicate urn. How do I tag them? | Autumn winds lash me. Winter flurries sting my eyes. My OPAC hurts more. | |
| New account created by mistake, how to delete? Email Abby. | Somewhere a server Spams my gynecologist. I use Shelfari. | Sharing ideas Proletariat blogging What does Gorman know? | |
| How do I change my username or password? Easy: go to changesomething. | Chrysanthemums are Nice, but I prefer suitors Send me a CueCat. | It confuses me, Zed Thirty Nine Point Five Oh, But we must use it. | |
| Oh no! I lost my username or password! Find it now with lostsomething. | Seasons come and go But taggings never complete 'Farmboy Saves World' NEXT! | 2.0? Patrons enabled by tool mashups A shift in power! | |
| But no one must see all my birdwatching manuals! Hide all your books here. | LibraryThing into social network absorbing book data | ||
| How can I sort books? Click on the blue headers, click again to reverse. | Cutlass, cannon, argh! The never-ending battle. Splitters and lumpers. | ||
| Can we have wishlists? Yes, they are coming to us with the winter winds...
| Booklubbers, unite at LibraryThing.com! Or yeh'll walk the plank... | ||
| All the books you've read, an endless field of poppies; Try UnSuggester! | Shiver me timbers and batten down the hatch; I wants me a CueCat! | ||
| A perfect orchid complemented by a twin; Try BookSuggester! | Two hundred books ain't nearly enough, so buy that paid account today! | ||
| The philosophy of work combination cannot be explained in verse. | Are pirate haikus truly art? Or attempts to bring meaning to bilge? | ||
| What is WikiThing? A place to put anything! (Except for porn links.) | Pastafarian TIM Blows hot and cold but we know Pirates Rule L.T. | ||
| The Kama Sutra is not to be combined with the pop-up version. | Ah, hidden Treasures? Well, no book is an island on LibraryThing. | ||
| Grab one of our widgets. You will be the envy of The bookish blogosphere. | Please use your Noodles Make LT an easier place in heavy weather. | ||
| Translations fair game? Depends on your dinner party: Don't combine the Greeks. | Spring after Winter All downtimes will end soon Back to not working... | ||
| We do not combine a last name with a full name. It breeds confusion. | Google’s not evil. Yet the wide boot treads heavy in new violets. | ||
| Search "Miskatonic University" to add books by their covers! | New to LibraryThing. The day is gone. Tomorrow, A new boss awaits. | ||
| For all your problems like digging snow in Winter help comes by TALKing. | The seasons go by Tagging and cataloging distracted from work | ||
| Cataloging books Getting close to one fifty Paid account time soon | Click on Suggester: I want that and that and that. Here, booky, booky! | ||
| keep listing ad lib or tag on the contrary either means something | Seven swans swimming, and cataloguing my books, distract me from work. | ||
| We tag branch and leaf of "about" and "my" to build our folksonomy | Even in Chinese, spam is spam is spam is spam. Please go away now. | ||
| How do I find those who share my niche interests? Search for a group here | A book I have loved Now shared with many reader friends Becomes a treasure
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| Combined works, crystals of raw social potential. Don't lump where I split! | In Portland, Maine lay the Dread Pirate Spalding's den. (Treasure be coined there!) | ||
| Be ye addicted to combining, matey? Join Combiners! anon. | Down-coast works Abby, Librarian and First Mate out of Cambridge, she. | ||
| Though ye sail under many flags, your Tag Mirror shows yer true colors. | Abuse ye not Dread Spalding and crew as they board a wayward server. | ||
| What lacks the scurvy Shelf yet not the fairest Thing? Pirate Help Haiku. | Under skull 'n bones the Shelfari plunders all. Yet she remains poor. | ||
| Dread Pirate Spalding's Motto: Work Combination; World Domination! | Autumn, past midnight Raccoons scamper overhead Silently, I Talk | ||
| Run, damn ye, Run, y' blaggard book swollgin' half-breed son of a TagMash! | The autumn night grows cold, yet still I catalog I should be in bed | ||
| I delight, knowing That my library lives on, On the Internets. | Common Knowledge is Uncommonly addictive Leaves lie yet unraked | ||
| Oh no I've run short Already tagged two hundred now it's time to pay |