Category Archives: Poems

True Confessions of a Dungeon Master

So I spent 7 hours

Writing history and motivation

For a character who will capture

My players’ imagination.

They walk up to the character

And immediately leave

And then adopt an NPC

I randomly named “Steve”.

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Do I Get A Silver Medal?

I thought ahead this Wednesday

And wrote before bed this Wednesday,

But alas lacked the foresight

To give myself more night

To think of a good rhyme for “Wednesday”.

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Schrödinger’s Pillow Fort

So hypothetically, if I went in a box

And scientists didn’t know

That I’d gone in a box at all

It would be as though

I was simultaneously dead and alive

And in a quantum flux

And on behalf of others in my box fort

I think that kinda sucks.

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The Masculine Urge

Today, when I was peeing

And pondering my existence,

I realized I hadn’t thought about sex in 24 hours.

What I was suddenly seeing

Was not some great resistance

But the fact that Magic: The Gathering has given me superpowers.

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Identification Complete

There once was a UFO

That crashed in New Mexico.

People there made contact

And now it’s a fact

That it’s now nothing more than an O.

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Wicked: The Clinton/Harris Story

It’s not that we don’t want a woman

As president of the USA…

It’s that our two female options so far

Would get melted by water. Ok?

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See Also: Halo

If your Catholic parents are angry

That you play video games

Just tell them you’re playing “Mass Effect”

Then you can be the one who blames.

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All According To Plan…

I forgot to write tonight

So I type as I brush my teeth.

If I don’t finish quickly

There’s no telling what

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Yuletide Reflections

I was looking for a winter poem

That I’d already written.

I looked back through my archives

And read rhymes old me was spittin’.

Apparently I’m cynical

And full of twists and turns

And wrote more words like “Dumbass”

Than “yuletides” or “yearns”.

This Winter I’ll aspire

To be merrier than that,

But Winter’s in December

So for now yo mama’s fat.

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Indie vs. Classic

Some people write songs that span verses

With reference to literary curses.

Some people write “Born in the USA”

On a napkin, then call it a day.

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