A frigid wind howls
‘Round the smelly plastic bag
I take out the trash
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A frigid wind howls
‘Round the smelly plastic bag
I take out the trash
Cookies crumble
Towers tumble
Milk spills
Blood stills
Stay humble
Everyday everyday everyday
Everyday everyday everyday
Everyday everyday everyday
I’ve read
And I’ve been told
I should write
Everyday everyday everyday
Five, seven, five
Syllables they say belong in a haiku
But whatever
Laundry took one sock
And one has a tear
But it’s okay
‘Cuz I have a spare
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
Father time taps his finger
On the table.
Pizza, pizza pie,
But never a pizza cake.
Pizza, pizza, why?
Snow falls raucously,
Or, so I hear, that it can,
Up atop mountains
Hallelujah
The weekend’s here
Hallelujah
Pizza and beer
How to write a pome:
Wait, I meant to say “poem”
Oh well, leave it in