On Broadway

It’s not a premonition
To see the day-to-day
Of your life on the stage
Adapted in a screenplay
Lines read in repetition

Today, tomorrow and yesterday

By those with ambitions
Remembering juxtapositions
Collecting tickets of admission
For quarters of commission

In a quotidian disarray

Funded by the politicians
Made up by the beauticians

All of this opposition
Is beyond my recognition
Somebody call a physician
To read me my disposition

Game Day

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A familiar score
Belts The Star-Spangled Banner
Jets soar above
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A coin toss kicks off
Bets with a fifty-fifty
Popular wager
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It’s the food and drinks
Commercials and half-time shows
Pools that I adore
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Win or lose we choose
To feed greedy appetites
With our traditions

~Haiku string poem