3 Haiku, Monday

The Empire Corridor

Dogam train slatt-jangs,

Rumbblety chittachat, gone.

Calling all stations.

Scouting for Girls

Sausage sizzle bright,

First breakfast of rowdy night.

Eggs over easy.

Auld Rab

Called me 'Mutton Chops',

Pulling the bins in slowly.

Neighbours' cheerful chat.