Do you have
A song in your head
That makes you wish
That you were dead.
I’ve got medicine
To make that song come unfurled.
“It’s The Final Countdown.”
You’re welcome,
-The World
Tag Archives: Annoying
November 17, 2015 · 5:19 pm
European Medicine
October 28, 2015 · 1:43 pm
You Have 6,029 New Messages
Have you ever made a comment
On a Facebook post and seen
It explode into the biggest thing
Since someone refried a bean?
For the next ten days your inbox
Says a bunch of strangers think
It’ll be fantastic
(Except Manuel, who wants it to stink).
You try to send it all to spam.
You turn notifications off,
But the post keeps drawing comment
And the Universe does scoff.
You know it won’t be ending soon,
And all you can do is wait.
I commented on a post like that.
In fact, I did on eight…
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August 8, 2015 · 3:01 pm
Never Bring Home A Genie
I know a gal who’s a genie
Who I found in a bottle of wine.
She grants my wishes now and again,
But she’s certainly no friend of mine.
Sometimes when she grants me my wishes
I still have an urge just to throttle her
‘Cause the wishes remain ’til she clogs up my drain,
Then they vanish when I try to bottle her.
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July 10, 2015 · 9:15 am
The Accent Dilemna
Doncha just haydit
When folks go writin’ wurds
Like folks and such would say it
‘Stead of how they are surpursed (to be spelled)?
I’m reading a play at the moment
That’s a sufferin’ from this fate.
We start rehearsin’ it tomorraw.
Is it, out to back, too late?
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February 28, 2015 · 9:54 am
Facebook Ads
I did a google search
For Men’s Wearhouse at the mall.
That was 16 months ago,
And it’s still here on my wall.
I looked to buy a negligee
Just as a friendly gift.
Now I get twelve ads a day
Through which I must sift.
I looked up local dry cleaners,
And now endure the taunt
Of “targeted ads” for dry cleaning
In Georgia and Vermont.
I searched my ex’s name as well
Out of curiosity.
Not only did I regret it then,
But now I literally can’t unsee.
And where the Chippendales ad
Came from, I can’t guess,
But now it is a daily part
Of my social network’s mess.
I cleared my cookies and my cache,
Reset my “ad I.D.”
I still get ads on my Facebook wall,
But at least they’re not for me.
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January 12, 2015 · 6:41 am
Not Feeling It
There were ducks in the lake,
Mosquitos in the sky,
Sun in the forecast,
And a twinkle in her eye.
She smiled at me sweetly,
So I pushed her in the lake.
Sometimes those happy people
Are just too much to take.
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January 8, 2015 · 9:06 am
Elegy for an Expected Arrival Date
Next day shipping,
Overnight,
Two day ground,
One day flight.
With all these options
In the mix
Why’d two-day shipping
Still take six?
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Tagged as Annoying, Humor, Online Shopping, Poetry, Post Office, Postaday, Shipping
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