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Haiku to you Thursday: “Sometimes”

Sometimes

Sometimes, you beat the /

Tire with the typewriter to /

Get the words to come.

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#haiku #poem #poetry #words #writing #writer #march #wednesday #2020 #tire #typewriter #typewriterpoetry #manuallabor

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cARtONSday: “Catastrophic mistake”

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Haiku and photo: “Paws”

Paws

Cat on wet walkway /

Stretching to embrace the day /

Paws to wander why.

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#haiku #poem #poetry #pun #writinghumor #cat #paws #walkway #wander #wet #oldnorthknoxville #photooftheday #poemoftheday #davidebooker #february #monday #2021

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Monday (morning) writing joke: “Punctuation humor, part 1”

• An Oxford comma walks into a bar, where it spends the evening watching the television, getting drunk, and smoking cigars.

• A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.

• A bar was walked into by the passive voice.

• An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.

• Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”

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Monday morning writing joke: “Writer named Elf”

There once was a writer named Elf,

Who wanted to see all his books up on the shelf.

In bookstores and in homes

He wanted his stories to roam.

So he hid them among Santa’s present wealth.

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Silly Saturday: “Holiday pun”

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December 5, 2020 · 8:02 pm

A cup of Mercury

I swallowed from the cup of Mercury

to cover my absurdity.

The ambrosia of Venus

was cloudy in toxic meanness.

I raised a toast to ol’ Earth

the land of mirth and birth.

I’d thought I’d reached the stars

but was only a sip of Mars.

“Here’s mud in your eye,”

I said to Jupiter by and by.

I left a ring around Saturn —

just following an old pattern.

I drank from Uranus

though you thought me an ignoramus.

Things got kind of blurry

drinking from Neptune in such a hurry.

I got blotto on Pluto —

as a planet I couldn’t let go.

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cARtOONSdAY: “fOREWARD tHINKING”

Don’t look now, but I think your epilogue is showing.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Poet Nice”

There once was a poet from Nice

Who one day lost his only valise.

Full of rhyme and reason

He had town’s folk believin’

Until it was found they’d be no peace.

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cARtOONSdAY: “cRIT-i-cAL tHINKING”

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