Vary
Love making routine
With permission, try new things
Vary the delights
Same place and sharpness
Pain did not seem to vary
Always made him wince
Seasons can vary
Some winters, cold makes you wince
Some summers, you boil
Wince
Some of these haiku
You can't see the relevance
They just make you wince
Some nights watching News
Syria, Egypt, Iraq
It all makes you wince
Black thing in teapot
It's incey, wincey spider
Climbing out the spout
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