Here you are again
Making your presence too clear
On my end of things
It should be enough
That we live in the same place
You need more than that
And apparently…
You need to meet my neighbors
Right up to their door
An introduction
As if we are together
This is disturbing
Meet your own neighbors
And spin your own tales to them
Clueless works for me
Please never forget
Divorce is a soft order
To restrain from such
Articles of Absurdity 
I like that…
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I’m happy you do. Sore subject for me today…so the Haiku theme worked.
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Every so often, you just have to make things clear and put your foot down.
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Too bad it doesn’t always work.
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I love what you write
But you can’t sue for haiku
So please don’t sweat it!
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Are you sure about that? In this day and age….I believe people sue for just about anything.
Thanks!
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Good one. “Clueless works for me” I like that line.
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Ignorance is bliss.
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“Clueless works for me” – Great line.
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What I don’t know……doesn’t hurt me.
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Indeed!
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I’ve never seen a nicer, more poetic way of telling someone to “cut that shit out.”
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Thanks. If only words had magical powers.
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