There once was a writer from Saskatchewan /
Who wasn’t sure he could still catch one /
He gave a good chase /
In a world of bodice and lace /
But his writing, like his love life, had come undone.
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Monday morning writing joke: “A writer from Saskatchewan”
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Haiku to you Thursday (and photo): “Dreams”
Old, abandoned trunk /
Life is not always as it seems /
Damaged, distant dreams.
Monday morning writing joke: “Wolf packed”
There once was a woman from Tangier /
Who had a wolf on her head, it appears. /
It would not go away /
Not even on Thanksgiving Day. /
He said, “By Christmas, I’ll have eaten you, my dear.”
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Monday morning writing joke: “Big Willy”
There once was a short poet from Philly, /
who went by the name of Big Willy. /
In his verse he would curse, /
get bawdy or worse /
spewing forth his magnum opus willy-nilly.
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Monday or morning writing joke: “Nepal”
There once was writer from Nepal, /
whose writing exceeded them all. /
His output was prodigious, /
some even turgid-ous, /
and all on the men’s room stall.
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Monday morning writing joke: “Stance”
There once was a writer from Murmansk /
Who thought he’d give erotica a chance. /
So he wrote about a gnome /
Who roamed far from home /
Adventuring with his three-legged stance.
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Photo finish Friday (and haiku): “Flush of Success”
Some signs and portents /
flower in common places /
where norms are ignored.
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Haiku to you Thursday (and photo): “Summer work”
Summer work anew /
sprouting from seed to flower /
to pollen to bee.
Photo finish Friday (and haiku): “Loser’s Hand-me-downs”
Women are trouble: /
Men are Loser’s Hand-me-downs; /
Death smiles so sweetly.
Haiku to you Thursday (and photo): “Canicular”
Canicular days /
Swinging hard at the Dog Star /
Home run, Sirius.
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