Monday's haiku

The large hairy dude
holds a purple flowered pack.
He must have stole it

Weekend haiku

I'd offer to give
her a ride, but my mustache
has been spoken for

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She said she couldn't
handle her liquor, I said
he needs bigger ears

Friday's haiku

I may not be built
for aerodynamics, but
I'm built for comfort

Thursday's haiku

I know I'm not a
bite size morsel; I'm more of
a five course dinner

Wednesday's haiku

My stomach's upset,
but I don't know who or what
has offended it

Tuesday's haiku

We're all the same when
we die, except some of us
need more pallbearers

Monday's haiku

After you mow, the
lawn looks like a giant pair
of corduroy pants