Haiku for everyday things:

On grilled cheese for dinner:

Crispy and golden,
Cheesy goodness in my tum,
Damn. Burnt it again.

On phone stocking my sister:

One ring, two ring, three.
Gasp! My TV talk bores her?!
Pfft. Hang up, redial.

On running in the cold and wet:

My nose is snotty.
No Kleenex? One last option...
Snot rockets, engaged!

On post holiday season radio music:

Bieber makes me scream.
Please, no more 'baby baby!"
My ears can't take it.

On flannel sheets:

Getting cosy, yay!
Pull the covers up and snug,
Warm and comfy bed.

On Bert's weight gain:

Belly round and full,
You're shaped like a plump pear.
I love my Berty.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

speaking of being needy-he has the market cornered on that particular habit!

Library Lady said...

I'm not needy, I'm like a (well dressed) squishy love parasite who just happens to become extra vocal when I don't get what I want...

-Bert.