"Gary's Day"-- A Haiku
By Measer
Disclaimer- Early Edition its characters and whatever else are owned by CBS and Tristar. No copyright infringement is intended.
A Haiku is a poem of Japanese origin where the first line has 5 syllables the second has seven and the third has 5. It doesn't rhyme.
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It is six thirty
I shut the alarm clock off.
Meow. Yawn. Thunk! Sigh....
I open the door.
The cat looks at me. "Meorw.."
He runs in the loft.
Tomorrow's Paper;
Now making a mental note;
I read the headlines.
I gripe at the cat
"One day off is all I ask..."
"Is that too much, cat?"
Coffee, shower, shave.
I've been doing this for years.
It is what I do.
Down at McGinty's;
Marissa is there working.
I say "Good Morning."
She knows my secret.
She's know it from the very start.
She says it's a gift.
I say "good-bye." now.
She says "Gary be careful."
I smile. "Okay."
Spending all morning;
Preventing minor mishaps.
The paper changes.
I stop another act.
"CENSUS TAKER BEATS NEIGHBOR"
It changes again.
"ROBBER KILLS TEEN"
Gunshot to the cranium.
He dies instantly.
He's a bystander.
It happens at four o'clock.
Crap. It's almost four.
Running down the street.
I prevent another crime.
Headlines then vanish.
"I could have been killed..."
The kid says, "Thank You, Mister!"
I say "You're welcome."
The police show up.
It is Detective Armstrong.
He takes my statement.
Most Headlines have changed.
I return to McGinty's;
and help with the bar.
Just another day.
Three-sixty-five days a year.
It's worth it though.
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The End.
By Measer
Disclaimer- Early Edition its characters and whatever else are owned by CBS and Tristar. No copyright infringement is intended.
A Haiku is a poem of Japanese origin where the first line has 5 syllables the second has seven and the third has 5. It doesn't rhyme.
--------
It is six thirty
I shut the alarm clock off.
Meow. Yawn. Thunk! Sigh....
I open the door.
The cat looks at me. "Meorw.."
He runs in the loft.
Tomorrow's Paper;
Now making a mental note;
I read the headlines.
I gripe at the cat
"One day off is all I ask..."
"Is that too much, cat?"
Coffee, shower, shave.
I've been doing this for years.
It is what I do.
Down at McGinty's;
Marissa is there working.
I say "Good Morning."
She knows my secret.
She's know it from the very start.
She says it's a gift.
I say "good-bye." now.
She says "Gary be careful."
I smile. "Okay."
Spending all morning;
Preventing minor mishaps.
The paper changes.
I stop another act.
"CENSUS TAKER BEATS NEIGHBOR"
It changes again.
"ROBBER KILLS TEEN"
Gunshot to the cranium.
He dies instantly.
He's a bystander.
It happens at four o'clock.
Crap. It's almost four.
Running down the street.
I prevent another crime.
Headlines then vanish.
"I could have been killed..."
The kid says, "Thank You, Mister!"
I say "You're welcome."
The police show up.
It is Detective Armstrong.
He takes my statement.
Most Headlines have changed.
I return to McGinty's;
and help with the bar.
Just another day.
Three-sixty-five days a year.
It's worth it though.
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The End.