Wednesday's haiku

She would still work here,
except for the small fact that
she's bat shit crazy

Tuesday's haiku

I swear the music
industry's business model
is the Hindenburg

Monday's haiku

Daniel smiles all the
way down to his spleen, then it
sticks in his kidney

Weekend haiku

The only time Bill
reads Ladies Home Journal is
in the waiting room 

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Getting away from
Valerie's grasp is harder
than dodging raindrops

Friday's haiku

The conversation
changed quickly when Chuck sat at
the ladies' table

Thursday's haiku

My back to the sun,
I still feel the warmth as it
hugs me anyway

Wednesday's haiku

The little spider
was so tired, he just wove
a web of fatigue