A haiku written by Lee Sonogan
MARCY: So I’m on Third Avenue, minding my own business and, yada yada yada, I get a free massage and a facial.
GEORGE: Wow. What a succinct story.
MARCY: I’m surprised you drive a Cadillac.
GEORGE: Oh, it’s not mine. It’s my mother’s.
MARCY: Oh. Are you close with your parents?
GEORGE: Well, they gave birth to me, and, yada yada.
MARCY: Yada what?
Shoulder strap verbose diffuse,
Swears sailor seaborne.
GEORGE: Yada yada yada…