No Bad Dad: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

He claimed he was a/
bad dad. I said: “If you are/
trying, you’re ok.

30 Seconds Tree To Mouth: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

“An apple without/
cheese is like a kiss without/
a squeeze.” Cheesehead truth.

When apples are free,/
The Little Red Hen and food/
porn go hand in hand.

When we hate going/
to bed, it’s often just a/
sign of loneliness.

No question from her/
was forthcoming, so I watched/
a marsh-side sunset.

Don’t sit under the/
apple tree… Because you’ll get /
covered with brown goop.

I found my Scriptures./
Now I have no more excuse,/
‘cuz that’s all it was.

Such a strange evening:/
Full moon, cow herd mooing, trucks/
moving, trains wooooooing.

It was tragic that,/
with edgy music, only/
the old and young rocked.

In the midst
of a Victorian ballroom
and punk
only a 50-something
and a 5-something
could rock it.
Why?
Or, maybe,
Y knot?