In the spirit of fun and ingenuity started today by Shut Up Dad, I’m gonna give this haiku thing a bash;
“Housewife”
Screw you, six A.M.
Coffee, Dishes, Laundry, Blah.
Chiropractor now.
“Dishes”
Dishes in the sink.
Make a meal. Wash, rinse, repeat.
I need a Xanax.
