My girlfriend is a sexy thug.
I’ve fallen in love with her Milk Carton mug.
The dairy world calls her a looker.
She makes men want to book her
with that bad girl look that’s so smug.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Or Am I Just, At Last, Practical? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Have I become too/
old, at last, to want to go/
out dancing weekends?
Can’t Help But Yawp: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
The red disc slowly/
slips beneath the horizon.
I can’t help but yawp.
Sunset Dinner Cruise — Free Views: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Relic of long gone/
eras carries festive folk/
to see free sunsets.
Why Is This A Wisconsin Concert Thing? Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Men stand, beer in hand,/
looking, bored, stage-ward, while their/
women dance hot. Why?
She Danced With Me Sort Of: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
I hope she gives me/
another chance to dance and/
not get scared away.
Great Lakes Swimming Humility: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
That he is humbled/
by the great lake’s waters shows/
how he is immersed.
Storms Create Beauty: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Sunsets, just like life,/
are made more beautiful when/
there’s stormy weather.
Life Changes: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
When life changes how/
it should, the flow may not be/
smooooooth, but it feels right.
Perfect Fit Dating TMI: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku Lament
Oh shit! They fit so/
anatomic perfect!/
I don’t want to know.