Native Packer Fans: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Here in PackerLand,/
even wild flowers and farm/
fields are green and gold.

No Ticket At Lambeau: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When you drive stupid,/
but are a Pack shareholder,/
Green Bay cops are nice.

Of all the Diems/
that I have ever Carpe’d,/
Lambeau could be great.

She didn’t want to/
help guide me home. No matter:/
The full moon shone bright.

If she were driving/
late and needed me to keep/
her awake, I would.

My wild tales of an/
orange shirt in London got/
me another one!

My tales of wearing/
orange shirts in London got/
me another one!

When I hear that folks/
have given up on her I/
ask: ” Lord, is it I?”

If you are doing/
what you should be doing,/
you will recognize the Savior/
because you will be like Him.

Ironic to hear/
“Losing my religion” in/
the church parking lot.

Why can’t I plead for /
what I feel I need without/
harsh castigation?