52 bottles.

Six present, not five.
Sorrow spreads over all but one.
And one left alone.

55 bottles. Continue with correct count please.

The spiral of reason.
Grips the correlation of many.
Their minds become pure.

55 bottles.

I shall stop haikus.
May I cease posting them now.
Very fun, though it was!

57 bottles.

The number is corrupt.
But one decides to fix.
Hippopotamus.

58 bottles.

59 bottles. In case you all are wondering where I got my haikus from, I'll tell you.

Rumworld Official Department of Poetry and Haikus©.

Try five, seven, five,
Or the haikus do not work.
Thank you for the rum.

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1 bottle.

2 bottles of rum.
Mr. Skiperdoo cannot
Write correct Haikus.

4 bottles. I was too lazy to edit after reading it.

5 bottles. It'z stilz rong!

7 bottles. I no fail.