Haiku & Unverse #245
The Sandman and the Tooth Fairy
All marriages that
Find their rhythm are indeed
Unique fairy tales.
Our neighborhood sandman and tooth fairy are this old married couple. They’ve been together forever. He often grumbles at her that while he has to work every night, visiting every house, sometimes multiple times a night, she only has to work occasionally seeing just the children every once in a while. She says, “I can’t keep having this same fight, Sandy. There’s inventory to manage, both the teeth themselves and the treats which now range from the inappropriate sweets to money and now gift cards. Gift cards! Who could have imagined that? I run a warehouse, you just reload at the silo.”
“It’s a part-time job, T.F.! You can’t compare what you do to what I do,” her husband says.
“What you do. What you do! If you actually did your job, mine wouldn’t be so hard. Do you know how difficult it is getting under the pillow of these restless toothless tots? If you actually got the sand in their eye, then I wouldn’t have to be such a ninja. Do you know what a skill my job is? You’re like a flower girl at a wedding tossing sand wherever it may. No wonder there’s so much insomnia and oversleeping around here.”
“What are you saying?” he sobs. But their marriage lasts, as so many do, theirs particularly on the easy naps and endless treats they enjoy sharing together.
(An unverse is a prose passage that is exactly 22 lines of text when composed in Courier New, font size 12, with standard one-inch margins.)