Sitting in my room...
Eyes adjusting to the screen...
Doing what I'm told...
Twenty lines a day...
A wrapped box depends on it...
Nothing comes to mind...
Lines should not relate...
But they tie in at the end...
What ties into this?
Dinner off the Square...
Drinks abundantly flowing...
Cosmos, beer and wine...
My head swims in fog...
It's way to early to write...
Long Island iced teas...
Banging down the street...
A house under construction...
Banging in my head...
C-Rex and a rat...
A cat in love with a toy...
Boom-chicka-bow-wow...
And there you have it...
Not the Most perfect haikus...
But twenty-four lines...
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