Can’t Have Too Much Cheese, Bacon or Summer Sausage: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When my plane has “Weight /
Issues”, it’s not MY 50/
cheese and bacon pounds.

Supah Wisconsin Style (Donchaknow!): Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse

While I’m getting ready/

to fly out,
a sophisticated,

jet-setting

Mercedes-driving couple

sees my cheesehead,

my John Kuhn autographed Packers jersey,

my Wisconsin wool and leather letterman’s jacket,

and my Packers shopping bag

(filled with cheese

and summer sausage.)

They smile,

and then exclaim: “We like your style!”

Ja, hey!

I’m in Wisconsin,

aina?!?

White Brick Cheese Gift: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Remember that smooth/

white brick I’d bring you? Now that/

you don’t read, I won’t.

OR

Remember that sharp/

cheddar I’d bring you? Now that/

you don’t read, I won’t.

Late Cheesy Birthday Present: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

It turns out I can’t/
give her the mild brick I brought./
It aged and turned sharp.

Who Gets The Cheese? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Yes! It was YOU I/
bought the cheese for! And now you/
won’t even see me!

Far Away Cheese: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

Somewhere deep within/
the Dairy State, fresh brick* cheese /
was made just for her.
OR
*string
*sharp

A Cheesy Romantic Iambic Poem Lament

Because she remembered me/
I bought her some cheesy/
gifts, where the brick is made thick,/
and cheddar is much better./
But if she doesn’t want to see me,/
she won’t get any.