Monday haiku

The trick to walking
in the rain is to step where
the raindrops are not

Weekend haiku

Han Solo broke his
ankle, and in the chaos,
Greedo sneaks away 

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With the next Star Wars'
old actors, maybe it should
be called, "A New Hip"

Friday haiku

Looking around the
classroom, I realize the
problem child is me

Thursday haiku

Han Solo broke his
foot, now no one wants to buy
a broken down Ford

Wednesday haiku

Rose wouldn't let poor
Jack on the door, as her heart
just couldn't go on

Tuesday haiku

My poem made her
cry, and I promise, there were
no bad words in it

Monday haiku

With a flit of his
eyelashes, he let them know
they were not worthy

Weekend haiku

The geometry
of heaven is all about
finding the angels 

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The enemy that
thwarts Billy at every twist
and turn is himself

Friday haiku

Do you truly want
the honest answer or the
"keep you happy" one?

Thursday haiku

Why do you ask me
questions in which the answers
will just offend you?

Wednesday haiku

He called her old and
weak, and after she punched him,
found she was neither

Tuesday haiku

He thought she'd defend
him from their barbed attacks, but
her tongue was sharpest

Monday haiku

I'm told marriage is
a balance of give and take:
I give and she takes

Weekend haiku

You say I'm creeping
you out, making your skin crawl.
You're so not the first. 

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Every Doubleday,
I'll yell at a Random House,
"Be my Ballantine!"

Friday haiku

She says I'm creeping
her out, making her skin crawl.
Mission accomplished!

Thursday haiku

Jill tends to be a
fair weather friend, and it's been
real stormy lately

Wednesday haiku

There's not one evil
bone in John's body, but his
front teeth are liars

Tuesday haiku

When folding your wife's
laundry, know they're the only
undies you can touch

Monday haiku

When folding your wife's
laundry, just know that you are
doing it all wrong

Weekend haiku

They honked for the car
behind me, but that doesn't
keep me from waving 

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My brain feels like gum
dropped in the laundry room: wet,
sticky and fuzzy

Friday haiku

On Groundhog Day, Trump
saw his shadow, so it's six
more weeks of bullshit

Thursday haiku

Bob Hoskins has passed,
played bad characters well, but
was just drawn that way

Wednesday haiku

She grumbled about
sugar in her drink, between
big bites of doughnut

Tuesday haiku

Maya Angelou
has left us, no longer caged
but she's still singing

Monday haiku

I've only been home
twelve hours, and already
need a vacation