Tag Archives: Cynical

Dream Jobs

The zookeeper likes animals

But ends up shoveling poo.

The librarian likes books

But tells the homeless people “shoo”.

The teacher wants to help kids

But the principal says no.

The customer service rep

Ran out of dreams three shifts ago.

Meanwhile, in my living room

I turn my camera off on Zoom

And watch Youtube while bosses talk

Of how to raise the price of stock.

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High School Science, 2025

Men are from Mars.

Women are from Venus.

Explain in 500 words

Why you should chop off your penis.

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No Fire Breath Required

Soon the dragons will come returning

And watch our nations burn and fall

And say, “My goodness, look at them go!

“Guess they didn’t need us after all.”

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When Counting Your Blessings Doesn’t Work, Try Counting Your Absences

Everyone in the world

Should get a chihuahua

From the government, totally free

Because when they all die

We’ll all understand

How much better life is when dog-free.

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Video Killed The Radio Star, But Older (Enhanced Interrogation Edition)

I feel sorry for the guy

Who invented the torture rack,

The iron maiden, the eyeball-scooper thing,

And other tools to make folks crack

Because all of his inventions

Were obsolete in 1723

When Pierre Fauchard came to town

And invented dentistry.

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How To Reduce Noise Pollution And Increase The Average IQ In America In One Morally-Grey Step

So folks are setting off fireworks

On the night of July 3rd

And at first, I’ll admit I was tempted

To flip such folks the bird.

In the spirit of peace and happiness

I instead propose humbly

To instead give them drugs and fireworks

In massive quantities.

Sure, this year the death toll

May be massive, but I say

It’s a way to purge the people

Who can’t wait just one more day.

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Where Do The Colonists Sign Up?

So when you die the tax man comes

To take of your estate

While you pay tax on a hospital bill,

Pine box, and granite slate,

Then wear taxed clothes to the funeral.

You’ll arrive in taxed-gas powered cars

Which is why I will die as an astronaut:

‘Cause there’s no taxes yet on Mars.

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Diamonds Are Forever… Like Taxes

“Nothing gold can stay“

Is another way to say

If you’re male and not gay

You’re gonna have to pay.

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I Can Call Him Black, But If He Says It Back That Misogy-tea

I’m a little teapot, short and stout.

I’m looking for a kettle six-foot or thereabout

Who makes a hefty salary, and when I shout

He wins me over and takes me out.

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Feminism Did That

So babe, I heard you want a ring.

You need to know there’s just one thing…

You already have one in your nose

And that’s why thus your love life goes.

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