The Great Donut Day Haiku-Off

It looks like a couple of our Patch editors went into a sugar fit earlier today, possibly from the free donuts-with-a-drink-purchase  being offered at Dunkin' Donuts locations around the country (Krispy Kreme is doing something similar as well, but their nearest store is in NYC).

Below, you'll find , editor of Montville Patch, which details the surprsingly patriotic origins of Donut Day. But the mischevious, italicized comments were inserted by David Gurliacci, the editor of Norwalk Patch.

Apparently, this has culminated into a Haiku-off as to who can make and/or solicit the best (worst?) haiku about donuts.

If you want to participate, head on over to and post in the comments!

Here's the article that started it all:

Today is National Donut Day!

(And apparently most people spell it "Donut Day" and not "Doughnut Day", at least according to Google results.)

That’s right. The first Friday in June is the day that America sets aside not only to eat dozens of delicious donuts, but to honor the donut, as well.

(We honor the donut around our waists every day. Oh, what the heck, you only get one day a year to celebrate the donut—start stuffin' 'em in boys!)

And lest you think this is some frivolous holiday dreamed up by bored Patch editors somewhere, Wikipedia explains that  started in 1938as a way to raise funds for the Chicago Salvation Army, which was helping people in need during the Great Depression. The day also honored the Salvation Army "Lassies" of World War I, who served doughnuts to soldiers.

(Hey, would this be considered a holey day?)

According to Wikipedia, the Salvation Army decided that baked goods could be provided inside huts, where soldiers could also get writing supplies and stamps, and find a clothes-mending service. There should be six staffers per hut, including four women who could “mother” the soldiers.

About 250 Salvation Army volunteers went to France to get the hut system going, but because it was so hard to provide , two Salvation Army workers came up with the idea of donuts.

(Who knew? Does the president get before the cameras and pardon a doughnut? Is there a mythical person or creature who delivers donuts to deserving children, or do they go door-to-door to get them? Do we gather around the table to ... oh, never mind.)

And so, in the spirit of , the Montville (and now Norwalk) Patch invites you to write a haiku about the donut! (Because we do love our culture and our donuts, and what better way to combine the two ...)

At its most basic (which is fine for our purposes) (indeed), a haiku is a three-line poem in 17 syllables – five in the first line, seven in the second, five in the third.

So here is one by me (Carrie Jacobson):

Delicious donut

Tasty but so full of fat

I have such sweet dreams

And here's a wonderful one from Patch Regional Editor Elissa Bass:  

Donuts! Cake or yeast?

Frosted, glazed, sprinkles? Oh my!

I'll take a dozen.

Inspired? Please add your donut haikus into the comment box at the end of this story

(Here's mine:

Delectable do-

nut, in my face, soon you'll be

wrapped around my waist.)

Editor's note: Norwalk Editor David Gurliacci "contributed" his wise-guy comments to this article. Except for the first two haiku, the italicized comments (including this one) are his own and not to be blamed on Montville Patch Editor Carrie Jacobson, whose original, unmarred article .