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Category Archives: Poems
They Have Strong Legs in Mexico
I sang “dropkick me Jesus
“Through the goal posts of life.”
My Mexican gardener is very literal.
It’s caused us some strife.
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D-I-Why
For fourteen dollars and fifteen hours
I can buy some wood and plastic towers
And with the help of a hammer, saw,
Electric drill, and my guitaw
I can make a TV stand
That I created by my own hand.
For fifteen dollars and sixteen minutes
I can buy a stand already finished.
I’ll assemble it with an alan wrench,
Then maybe also build a bench.
But the pride of doing is better than haste.
Besides, can’t let those towers go to waste!
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In Defense of Rhyme
There are those who tell me
That a poem that rhymes
Is unnescessary.
There are those who say
A poem that rhymes
Is of the devil
Or the patriarchy
Or “kind of stringent, don’t you think?”
Their tellings and sayings
Spool around the cellar
Of an ivory tower
Whose black horses
And cakes which are a lie
No longer echo
In the halls of our great uncles.
Confusion is their currency.
Paragraphs
Are
Their
Playthings.
I do not understand this poem.
Neither do you.
I just wrote it to show ’em,
Figuratively, who’s who.
World War Three
If we go to war with Russia,
Whether Putin’s fault or ours
It will be a lengthy battle
Between some major world powers.
But if we go to war with China,
Then China would be mad
Cause we’d send a bull to all their shops
And wreck ’em pretty bad.
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1/16 TSP of Nostalgia
I remember the days of yore
When if you made a call
You could not use the internet.
No you couldn’t. Not at all.
I remember the olden days
When a prune was a “dried plum,”
And when Superhero movies
Were as tacky as they’d come.
If you complain about the future,
These are the comforts you should seek.
Besides these three things, however,
Yeah… The future’s kinda bleak.
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This Is The Crap I Write At 11:20
The little box on my watch
That tells me the date
Is taunting me with
What might have been my fate,
For it says “23,”
But it’s halfway away
Towards the “24” sign
That means it’s the next day.
I think I’m in meltdown,
To have my mind be so blank
For two days in a week.
I have job security to thank.
And for those East of Cali,
Who missed today’s rhymes:
If I could I’d email you
A cage full of mimes.
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An American Traveler
There once was a van-living hoarder
Who crossed the Canadian border.
He lost his way,
So he asked a cop “eh?”
The cop figured all was in order.
And so the directionless dude
Asked locals who were eating food.
They said “bla bla bluh.”
The van-guy asked “huh,”
And found himself viciously booed.
And so the van-guy found his way
Back to Where-He-Was-From, USA.
There’s a moral somewhere,
But you probably don’t care,
And it’s probably better that way.
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Thanks People!
This poem’s for the people
Who work lousy hours
Slaving away
For the “that be”-ing powers.
These rhymes are for tellers
And checkers and chaps
Who wear store-logo polos
And maybe ball caps.
This verse is for plumbers
And sellers of pot.
Thanks for doing your thing
So that I need not.
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Accolades
Today I was nominated
For a “Dragon Loyalty Award”
By Aunty Cath, my follower
Whom I am grateful toward.
The gist of this distinction
(Besides just being great)
Is to write a bit about yourself
And other blogs you appreciate.
So first, the bit about me.
I will share seven things:
I play and teach the clarinet,
I enjoy playing on swings,
I’m a board game fanatic
And a pokemon collector,
My favorite band is “Great Big Sea”
And I’m a rampant grammar-corrector.
The seventh thing I’ll share with you
Is that I don’t read many blogs.
Mostly they’re about men’s fashion
Or have pictures of cute dogs.
So if you want to win something
Like this esteemed award,
You can claim I nominated you
And boom! Now you’re not bored.
And thanks again to Aunty Cath:
I might just follow you,
‘Cause you gave me a topic for today
Besides just a haiku.
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