Have Some Decorum! Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I saw an old date /
dance-floor clutching. It was gross./
There but for God’s grace….
OR
I saw an old date/
with her new beau. It was gross./
There but for God’s grace….

And

Looking Homeless Versus You: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I may dress poorly,
but at least I don’t look like/
a skank when I dance.

Her Clutch Gave Out (or She Lost Her Handbag): Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

See that girl
without a clutch?
She’s Dutch.
And if she ain’t Dutch,
she ain’t much.