Tuesday haiku

Veggie burgers are
for folks who love animals,
but don't like flavor

Monday haiku

The girls flocked around
our guitarist, hearing he
had the hottest licks

Weekend haiku

Each winter, he'd lose
half a pair of mittens, just
for the glove of odd 

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He said he'd love no
woman more than his wife, then
he had a daughter

Friday haiku

Poetry readings:
One reader and the others
all waiting to read

Thursday haiku

He held her hand, not
because they were in love, just
she had offered it

Wednesday haiku

Billy always looked
warily at foreigners
until he traveled

Tuesday haiku

She brings her skateboard
everywhere she goes because
she lost her license

Monday haiku

She brings her skateboard
everywhere she goes because
her car's in the shop

Weekend haiku

She dressed all in black,
a day of mourning, for the
loss of her Thirties 

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My teeth now have so
many crowns on them, they could
win most checkers games

Friday haiku

The stench on the wind
from the cow herd next door, smells
like the dairy air

Thursday haiku

He's always moving,
fidgeting like a small boy
with a full bladder

Wednesday haiku

Not warm enough to
eat outside, I do just to
defy the weather

Tuesday haiku

Watching the eagles
soaring high above, I feel
sorry for chickens

Monday haiku

Having lunch outside,
because I wanted to, and
because I'm locked out

Weekend haiku

We said that we were
sorry to see him go, but
we're not that sorry 

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The early bird gets
the worm, which teaches worms to
try to be later

Friday haiku

She said, "Never mind,"
but it was too late, I had
already minded

Thursday haiku

Keeping your head in
the sand works best if you're not
in a litterbox

Wednesday haiku

Auburn City Hall
locked.  How strange.  Usually,
City Hall's gridlocked

Tuesday Haiku

Auburn City Hall:
locked; as usual keeping
the wrong people out

Monday haiku

Assembly Line Note:
Baby Model Triple Six
is discontinued

Weekend haiku

The ring's warranty
kept it in perfect shape, but
not the bride and groom 

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I feel sorry for
every pregnant woman
that's named Rosemary

Friday haiku

Rosemary's baby
had a wrought iron crib, with
silky satan sheets

Thursday haiku

Okay, if thyme is
a relative concept, what
about rosemary?

Wednesday haiku

If time truly is
a relative concept, I'm
guessing my weird Aunt

Tuesday haiku

The pig became a
famous chef, though it still felt
wrong to be bakin'

Monday haiku

She doesn't think she's
rich, but she does have bling on
her bathroom slippers