Rum Tasting: Revolutionary Rhyming Haiku

Some rums are yum. Some/
are dumb. You can test them by/
sticking in your thumb

Conversation Starter: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

Must I always be/
one who starts conversations?/
Should I be patient?

Sometimes she’s awake/
at 2 a.m.. I wonder:/
Should I call her then?

A dream daughter’s “Yes”./
Your son’s request brings flooding:/
You weep tears of joy.

OR
When your dream daughter/
says yes to your son, you can’t /
help but cry for joy.

How fun! I’m jealous/
of grandkids, pool and sun, but/
mostly the puppy.

Barriers ahead?/
Figure possibilities,/
then do those, instead!

OR
Barriers ahead?/
Imagine the possibile,/
then do that, instead.

How painful will it/
be the day that there’s no more/
exclusivity?

My son wears pink hats./
I think that’s okay. I taught/
him to dress that way.

When the world’s taxing,/
I need relaxing. I find/
you are my fine wine.

She who craveth not/
intensity will prob’ly/
never handle me.