Daily Haiku: March 2006

Superfluous

when the prom blacked out
her superfluous hairspray
would light our way out

the Pontiff panicked
swept up in a confluence
of unwed mothers

we remained stolid
Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling
did not interest us

sainted Uncle Stu
our paterfamilias
has never been kissed

when the business failed
he was succored by his dreams
of a vengeful god

woken by the dawn
she traced a tender aubade
in last night’s dinner

Pál of Hungary
paragon of glass eaters
choked on his danish