Haiku a Day
Tuesday, March 4, 2025
Fog
public spewed phooey
in a dense fog of hooey
head swine oinks "Sooey!"
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Inerrant
where inerrant meets aberrant that's vanity shifting abhorrent
Sapphire Banter
My last found lover Can seduce like no other Her special allure Turns my awkward blue chatter To slutty sapphire banter
Friend
Few that I call friend Over time fewer still hear Battles fought each year Even when they were long lost Still grateful to see you near
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