Weekend haiku

She called me a dog,  

so I bit the mailman and  

peed on the carpet  

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Don't stop believin',  

hold on to that feeling, as  

Steve Perry was right

Friday haiku

A Bobby Brown song  

on repeat in my head. Is  

this what killed Whitney?

Thursday haiku

 Early morning wood  

usually only keeps  

just one of us warm

Wednesday haiku

State of the Union:  

an overdose of lies and  

misinformation

Tuesday haiku

Early morning wood  

usually turns out to  

be a total waste

Monday haiku

Our volcano of  

love is less active, but there's  

still lots of lava

Weekend haiku

We've deported all  

the huddled masses and kept  

the muddled asses  

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Folded, they rest, then  

sun rises, they rise, unfurled  

for another day