pizza-cook-time haiku

There's a Kashi roasted garlic & chicken pizza in the oven and about 12 minutes to go till it's toasty and ready to eat. Let's see how many haiku I can write before the timer goes off.

Focusing on the seasonal:

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Feasting (Mimi)

Chestnut stuffing,  roast

turkey, a son on each side;

thin husband shakes salt.

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Christmas Aprons (Granny)

Did you wear these? No.

Too sequined, too transparent.

I'll wear them someday.

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Water Skis (Mimi)

Frank and the boys walk

on water. You wait shorebound,

queen of lemonade.

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Mountain Laurel (Granny)

No need for beaches.

This humming path, this bloom-shade:

All the June you need.

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OK, the timer went off after line 1 of the previous haiku, but the pizza isn't done, so i'll keep going!

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Millionaire Pie (Mimi)

No-bake, filled with chunks

of canned pineapple. Graham crust.

Your apartment pie.

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Stained Glass Windows (Granny)

Pink marshmallow roll

robed in chocolate, chilled and sliced.

Much more fun than church.

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Pizza eaten. I recommend that pizza! Better crust than most, tender, nice garlic flavor. I realize nobody's reading this and probably won't. But it is a good pizza! Go Kashi.

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I want to live in New York, where Jersey guys go running in central park and talk about girls and restaurants, and say things like "They got a good steak."

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Découpage (Mimi)

Flatten the still life,

the farmhouse, the copper mine;

coat them in thick glue.

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Basket (Granny)

Split oak ribbons, bound

tightly, then fanning 

out, unwoven, free.

OK, that's eight plus the first two - ten! Halfway done.

I am glad for this exercise. Good practice. Simple, clear, regulated by subject and syllables. Much to do now - email, grant application, dishes! - more soon. Or tomorrow.

Hmm.

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