Friday haiku

Stars prick holes in the
fabric of night, remind us
the light is still there

Thursday haiku

Bill reads poetry 
just to remind himself why 
he hates poetry

Wednesday haiku

Jill rubs lottery
tickets like magic lamps, but
rarely finds genies

Tuesday haiku

Christmas music in 
March means the stores are starting 
later than last year

Monday haiku

These rays of sunshine 
are almost strong enough to 
warm up Jill's cold heart

Weekend haiku

Unlike pets, parents 
don't neuter their kids, at least 
not physically 

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Though they're called Great Blue 
Herons, they are more well known 
for their Jazz stylings

Friday haiku

I saw them flying! 
Pterodactyls! Oh wait, they 
were Great Blue Herons