On watching our favorite TV show

Hidden plaster lathe.
Damn! Screwed again, Trethewey!
Watching This Old House.

Sean wrote this. But I
Wrote this. "Screwed Again..." one day
will be our band name.

On the occasion of Snook getting to leave work early because his building is not a NYC landmark & kinda died inside

Lucky Snooker - his
office is busted - lucky!
went home to play wii

On Sean's cologne du jour.

Oh my Snooker, he
smells like cippolinis. Its
kind of my fault. Whoops.

On being an irrational bitch in the middle of the night last night

My sushi lunch: good
My night's sleep and PMS:
Bad. Sorry Snooker.

An ode to our favorite bar

At the Slipper Room
So many pretty ladies
I can see their boobs

The things you think when on the Lucky Star bus...

Cesca:
Crab Rangoon, kiwi,
Pepper shrimp, friend banana
Century Buffet

Emily:
Century buffet
Overflowing bounty. Good
Dinner of champions

Cesca:
Back on bus, food good
To sleep until we arrive
Would make this great ride

Cesca:
Thanks for the boobies,
Also the piercing and fries
Great Saturday night

Sean:
Em’s too tired to type
Rhyming kicks it up a notch
Emril’s a douche bag

Cesca:
I will stop as well
Dramamine make me sleepy
Little left to tell

Sean:
Had a great weekend.
Hope you did too. Good night now
See you in two weeks.

9/30

The never ending quest to get me to NYC

Sean:
move to the city
mallomars are so tasty
only get them here.

Sean:
Gorillas say rowrr
Cuddle them at the Bronx zoo
Move to new york please

Cesca:
Boston is still home
But New York is soon to come
Sunday I’ll be there

Sean:
Today’s real nice, but
We’re in New Rochelle till late
See you after nine

Cesca:
Plan not for tonight
Sunday next is when I’ll come
Visiting grad school

Em:
Omg yaya!
Yayayayayayaya
Yayayayaya!!!!!!!!

Sean:
Why only Sunday?
Come play all weekend! Snuggle!
Em wants to spoon you

-9/23

On the occasion of Cesca's 25th birthday

Cesca:
twenty-five so soon
can't wait to party with you
enjoy end of youth

Emily:
cackle loud at work
haikus by you are so good
you're an old fart now

Sean:
bones weary. so tired.
its almost time for depends.
fallen. cant get up.

Sean:
perhaps text too small
going to get bifocals?
granny glasses time!

Sean:
cell phones newfangled
texting for whippersnappers
time to drink prune juice

Sean:
now a golden girl.
thank you for being a friend
how bout that blanche, eh?

Sean:
boozing for birthday
nursing homes look for victims
do not get shanghi'ed

Sean:
watching my stories
do not inturrupt, or else
youth has no respect

Sean:
turn that music down
im having the early bird
nothin's better than a deal

Sean:
choose walker or cane?
tough decisions make me tired
narcolepsy, eh?

Sean:
hit you with my purse
dont even try to talk back
vote republican

Sean:
plastic covered couch
so sticky in the summer
but cant get a stain

Sean:
come here kitty cat
cat lady is so crazy
twenty and counting

Cesca:
haiku a minute
em and sean are quite obsessed
makes me love them lots

Emily:
You bitch. Off from work
Search for meat packing broll
want to eat lunch now.

Cesca:
with age comes wisdom
youth knows only of the now
tell sean he's naive

Emily:
Now an old woman
Wrinkles now soon to follow
Need a walker yet?

hahahhaha YES!!!!

Ok, now we have to find all the haikus we've written them and put them here...