So mesa was a thinkin’
Yousa complainin’ all about
This election between the grandpas
Who’s a handle and a spout
‘Cause a woopsie in white house
Followed by an oopsie-dee
Makes you thinky, given options,
You’lda even vote for meeee!

So mesa was a thinkin’
Yousa complainin’ all about
This election between the grandpas
Who’s a handle and a spout
‘Cause a woopsie in white house
Followed by an oopsie-dee
Makes you thinky, given options,
You’lda even vote for meeee!

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I will start by saying
Haikus have five syllables
In the first and third lines.
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In October I didn’t write any posts
And apparently all of my readers were ghosts.
This month I wrote things, and here’s how it went:
My views went up 234 percent!
See, when you take big things and make them real small
It doesn’t take very much effort at all
To make a small number look very excitin’
And that’s economics presented by Biden.
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There once was a balloon from China
That flew over North Carolina.
Some guy shot it down
And earned more renown
Than president Joe the Mangina.
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I was in the white house and I was like “Hey
“Let’s inject everybody with some MRNA.”
And the people who know science was all up like “Nah”
But the uneducated populace was like “Vax up brah.”
I know you MAGA people be on Instagram hatin’
On how my administration is fixated on mandatin’
Figurin’ it isn’t shots but God who gives you redemption,
But my bureaucrats denyin’ your religious exemption!
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There was a, um, a a a flower?
And it has, you know, plants,
And some are yellow and some are blue
But that doesn’t change that they’re green
On their, um, stalks or stems or something.
And when I smell them
Wait, they said don’t say smelling…
Flowers are green and and and thank you good morning!
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If ever there were a day
To say Joe Biden died
And Kamala was the pres now
And would be preside with pride
Just to test the public
To see how they react
It would be April 1st I guess.
Abloo scaree kerack.
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Roses are red.
The worst sport is soccer.
Biden’s the pres’
Just like Rey’s a Skywalker.
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Today, America extends a query
To test the ever-popular theory
And forever end the debate
About whether love is stronger than hate.
We’re given two men with no virtues to note
And told it’s important to go out and vote.
One choice is to vote that you love Barron’s dad,
Or else just to vote that you think “Orange Man Bad.”
As for the white guy who’ll earn half the votes
Who creeps people out and has quotable quotes…
One guy will win, half the nation will cry,
And celebrities still won’t move to Canada… sigh.
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Whenever death may lurk nearby
And threaten you with pain
Know that if the threat is true
You’ll never watch a debate again…
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