The glide in my stride
The cut in my strut told all
My next bounce was nigh
The cosmic catfish
Turned violet under it’s log
Trouble was afin
worldwide levels of
the milk of human kindness
is in red flag drought
One more on my tab
A round of liberation
Last call for freedom
My trusty blackbird
Biscuit tied to bush nearby
Dear to me, oh my
Couch cushion trenches
A fort of fluffy pillows
Turn off the TV
Tabernacle of TruthHold
During siege on decency
Cherish the day when it’s done
You know you have won
Day out for the boy
Overcoat over the coat
Two layers of joy
evergreen towers
over my old family home
cover story told
a long ago Christmas tree
was planted there and took root
ingredients bought
for big recipe inspire
until they expire
I never confuse
A flurry of actions with
Productivity
enormity is
established after two steps
off the bluff of time
Two foot jump in muck
So deep frog found itself stuck
Now needs a toad truck
A morning lie in
Telling more lies to myself
A real outlier
Haiku a Day 
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