Monday's haiku

Jill wasn't talking
to herself, the voices in
her head replied back

Weekend haiku

If you really want
to succeed, resolve to break
your resolutions 

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Skiing is a fun
activity for people
looking for a break

Friday's haiku

Grandeur far out of
reach, she has delusions of
mediocrity

Thursday's haiku

I vow I don't drink
anymore, though I don't drink
any less either

Wednesday's haiku

The two by four told
the six by eight, "Don't just
think about your shelf."

Tuesday's Haiku

At work, nothing stops
productivity more than
babies and puppies

Monday's haiku

Talking with Bill, you
think his parents put the wrong
vowel in his name

Weekend Haiku

They say Jill is a
hard nut to crack.  I think she
is just squirrelly. 

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She chews with her mouth
open, like the Grand Canyon
eating burritos

Friday's haiku

They say, "Jill is a
hard nut to crack." All I hear
is "Jill is a nut."

Thursday's haiku

Love is a many
splendored thing unless you've had
the chance to love Jill

Wednesday's haiku

If hot air rises,
Timothy should always be
three feet above us

Tuesday's haiku

I wish Julia
no ill will or harm. Okay,
maybe a little

Monday's haiku

It's so blustery,
I expect to see Winnie
the Pooh and his kite

Weekend haiku

Their relationship
has become one long game of
marital chicken 

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It's so blustery,
I imagine this is what
it's like in Jill's head

Friday's haiku

Ann B Davis passed
away at eighty-eight, the
Brady heart is gone

Thursday's haiku

When your family
tree doesn't branch, there's no place
to hang tire swings

Wednesday's haiku

My son said he loves
me this much, which is nice, but
he's got such short arms

Tuesday's haiku

Bill's mental anguish
couldn't be claimed, as it was
infinitesimal

Monday's haiku

I love long office
meetings because they work well
as mental catnaps

Weekend haiku

The wind gusts remind
him that his great new jacket
is only rainproof 

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As an introvert,
human interaction is
best when there is none

Friday's haiku

The fisherman did
not like to fish, he did it
for the halibut

Thursday's haiku

Julie sits on a
stool as if she's doing it
some kind of favor

Wednesday's haiku

Sandra looked like a
goth girl who just recently
discovered color

Tuesday's haiku

Susan's lisp was so
sensual, every man just
wants to be her teeth

Monday's haiku

Connie's eyes are not
windows to her soul, they're locked
doors to dark alleys