A modern exchange
You Who
“Missed Fix Haiku
Put my quarters in
Turned the knob… and no YooHoo
Really wanted one”
Left that on your message board
Being haiku, it needed no signature
Home from work today I found
A full YooHoo on my table
I asked Kid 2, Where’d the YooHoo come from?
Kid 2:
“It was on the front steps.”
So I texted you:
Was it You Who left the YooHoo?
Was that YooHoo from you? (Who?)
You replied:
Yes. It was You Who left the note
About you not getting YooHoo.
Me:
Who, me? Whew.
I just found out that you left two.
(Kid 2 drank one.)
I put YooHoo 2 in the fridge.
Then I thought of another haiku.
“Had a hankering
For a smooth, hard, cool YooHoo—
You to the rescue!”
Very inappropriate. I didn’t send that one.
Even though, when the neighbor
Was looking to adopt a kitten
I texted Did Carl get some pussy?
And you seemed to find it funny
And replied, When you put it that way
I hope he did.
And I said,
Someone should.
Too many unwanted ones roaming the street.
Your emoticon blushed.
When I finally decided to drink YooHoo 2
It had been drunk by Kid 1.
So I ate yogurt.
With granola and fruit.
Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2015-12-17 at 02:30




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