A series of haikus about a series of events.

He chose the cafe.
“I cannot work here,” he whined.
A group move ensued.

We began at last.
But when his phone rang he left.
Captive audience.

He watched us standing
by our two heavy boxes.
Thanks for all your help.

Three gals, two boxes
and a stick shift in my thigh.
One long taxi ride.

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