So super bowl 59…
I guess you’d describe it as “fine”.
Lo, the history tomes
Yearned for Patrick Mahomes
But the script picked the alt storyline.
Category Archives: Poems
Look At The Bright Side… Or Don’t… Do Whatever You Want
I asked my wife for a random word
To inspire my poem tonight.
Here eyes went wide, her gaze went blank,
And she went towards the light.
Now alone and uninspired
I type this tepid verse
But at least it’s quiet in the house
So I guess it could be worse.
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I Wrote The First Line… But I Ain’t No Quitter
There once was a form called the FAFSA
Which asked for my tax info. Laughs, ya?
Then my wife had to say
That yes, I did pay,
All to get zero money. That’s a gaffe-sa!
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The Worst Place That Everyone Wants To Be?
Anerica is an evil place
Led by terrible rapists and thieves
And yet people say it violates their rights
If anyone asks them to leave?
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What I Think Of During Meetings
Thanks to fluorescent lighting
You see a hundred smiling faces
Of a hundred unhappy people
Just covering their bases.
There’s a slideshow on the laptop
That was made the night before
That will make investors happy
And will make the buyers poor.
The conference room has donuts
And the chairs are soft and red
And you eat the sweet, admit defeat,
And notice that you’re dead.
But if you have a family,
A student, and a friend,
And half as many fucks to give
You’ll know its not the end
But instead you’ll move toward the light
In the corner of the page
And start to live the life you had
When you still knew your age.
New Slogan Unlocked?
I’m not too good at poetry
So instead of trying to push
I’ve decided to stop my poetry
And just write poebush.
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Where Do You See Yourself In 50 Years?
In the year 2075
I’ll be watching Star Wars 25
With my grandkid, Skibidaura
And sentient Venusian flora
And I’ll wonder why I’m still alive.
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Things We Can Learn From Kids
At what age can you no longer say
“Do you want to be friends?” to a stranger?
It seems to be somewhere between six and 90
And otherwise they call you “Danger”.
But I think the world would be happier
If we’d ask to be friends way more often.
Sure, they can say “no”, but give it some time
And society will soon start to soften.
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Qui Gonn Logic
Crazy little slave
Killed an army just for kicks.
Better train the kid!
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They’re Selling My Childhood, And I’m All For It
I used to be excited
When new video games released
So I could see new features
And how the quality increased.
Now I watch the new releases
And I’m on the lookout for
The rereleases of the games
Made in 2004.
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