Posts Tagged daily haiku

it’s the most wonderful time of the year


Sufjan Stevens, my

peaceful, holiday best friend.

No chipmunks for us.


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the white beast’s last ride

No shudders, no clunks.

No midnight grunts, resigned sighs.

Goodbye, dear old fridge.

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announcing my presence

Three pairs of shoes now.

Hear me coming.  Squeak!  I go.

Has to be my feet.


Maybe I should buy a pair of these.  These can’t possibly squeak, can they?

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no doggie bag, thank you

Come eat dinner here.

Veggie hash and biscuit meal.

Kid vomit no charge.


Thanks for the dinner invite and the g.i. bug.  We’ll be sure to reciprocate soon!

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