Friday haiku

Three celebrations  

of life this month. Thankfully,  

none of them were mine

Thursday haiku

She lightly cooed, "There's  

poison in your drink." She was  

his warning sighing

Wednesday haiku

The free radio  

had no volume knob, so he  

couldn't turn it down

Tuesday haiku

When Bill left the room,  

his son ate his cash. He could  

not leave him a loan

Monday haiku

Not getting Bill's snide  

comments, Jill was the chasm  

in his sarcasm

Thursday haiku

Melania and  

Don don't talk anymore. Hey  

Girl, what's your secret??

Wednesday haiku

If you are what you  

eat, Don must consume a lot  

of orange tacos

Tuesday haiku

If you are what you  

eat, Don must consume a lot  

of suckling pig

Monday haiku

When you're unemployed,  

celebrating Labor Day  

feels like a cruel joke