Haikus for the Penultimate Day of the Year
The plays are almost done.
One more show tonight
(If you haven’t seen it).
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The little minx sleeps.
He says it’s cold in our loft.
I say, wear socks, Mary.
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We’ll be in New York soon.
There’ll be a party (Friday?).
Details to come.
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