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Meta: Because “Livestock.com” Was Already Taken

The zebras neighed appreciatively

As the keeper gave them feed,

Thinking that the keeper

Sought to fill their every need.

The keeper spread the hay around

Like he did every day

So the owners of the zoo would keep

On giving him his pay.

The owners of the zoo filled out

The keeper’s monthly check

Knowing that without him

The zoo would be a wreck.

The zebra’s didn’t know

They were a product to be used,

Nor the keeper that his purpose

Was to keep visitors amused,

But the owners knew implicitly

That if the keepers and the beasts

Learned they were important

The owners would have to stop their feasts.

So too when surfing internets

And spying on your friends

You’re given an experience

Where pleasure never ends

Not knowing that the feeding

Is to keep the product still,

To exercise no power,

And to do the keeper’s will.

That’s not to say you shouldn’t eat

But just to look and see

The reason billionaires can give

You all this stuff for free.

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Trick or Treat, Seattle!

Normally on Halloween

I prefer to not be seen

Given that my costume for

The day is whatever’s atop my drawer.

Today, however, I wore the clothes

Of something scarier than all of those

Who think vampires or ghosts and such

Are terrifying. Not so much!

Yes indeed, they could not hide

The fact that they were terrified.

I was a terror they’d never seen:

A religious exemption to the covid vaccine.

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Castaway 2021

Dan McGill from Denver

Got on a plane. In the sky he

Heard the engine failing

Before they landed in Hawaii.

Alas, they never landed,

Unless you count a watery tomb,

And only Dan survived the plunge

And swam away from doom.

He found himself an island

With a single tree for shade

And he dug into the sandy beach

Until a cave was made.

He lived inside the cavern

Eating fish and coconuts,

Making no excuses,

Eschewing all ifs, ands, and buts.

He was stranded many months,

Perhaps a year or more,

Until one night a ship passed by

The little sandy shore.

The castaway called “Ho there,”

And the captain turned to lee

And knowing he was rescued

Dan Mcgill exclaimed “Yippee!”

Then the crewmen came ashore,

Handed him a water bottle,

And said “You can’t say ‘Ho there.’

“The term is ‘Yonder social media model.’”

Then they asked “Where is your mask

“And proof of vaccination?”

And Dan replied “Oh, sorry guys,

“I’m really on vacation!”

So sailed away Dan’s only hope

Of rescue from the isle,

And for miles the sky was lit

Up bright by Danny’s smile.

“God,” he said, with praying hands,

“You saved me from the plane,

“And now your mercy saved me

“From an even greater pain!”

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Holding On And Letting Go

It’s not because she loved him

That she held the stranger’s hand

As she stepped aboard the Gallant

Which would take her from the land

Where the nightly cold and hunger

And the daily war and tears

Were all she’d ever known about

For all her 16 years.

It’s not because of longing

That she watched the coastline fade

As the sounds of need grew silent

Beneath the ocean’s serenade,

And it wasn’t to remember

That she fumbled through the sack

That contained some dirty souvenirs

The few she’d time to pack.

She held and she remembered

And she watched and she was sad

To lose her lonely, painful home:

All that she ever had.

It wasn’t for nostalgia

That she spent her many nights

Remembering the land of famine

Where she had no rights

Even though she had a new home

In a land of peace and rain.

It was simply that she knew

She’d never see that home again.

She held on and remembered

Before she slept, and she was glad

To now be somewhere better

Than the only home she’d had.

The refugee became a nurse

By the time she was all grown

In the only land of promise

That she had ever known.

She helped the people coming

From the homes they left behind

Who, like her, were forever

With their homelands intertwined.

Still she held on and remembered

To now distant fear and strife

And she turned her eyes to helping

Others make a better life.

She never knew the gentleman

Who held her hand that year

With the eyes that stared uncertainly

At his passing drawing near,

But she whispered to him gently

Through the hours of the night:

When you leave a home of pain behind

You’ll go somewhere alright.

He held on and remembered

And saw and understood

And closed his eyes and sailed off

To somewhere that was good.

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The New Normal

Conforming is courage.

Sameness is unique.

Silence is violence

So we all must speak,

But if you speak other

Than what we agree

The only conclusion

Is patriarchy!

Everyone’s special

Except for the whites

And all men, plus women

Who want to have rights.

Such people are dangers

To our peaceful views

Unless they are silenced

By endless bad news.

“The truth” is old-fashioned.

“Your truth” will prevail.

If there are no winners

Then no one can fail!

So dye your hair purple

And get your tattoos

And be one of us rebels

Who share the same views.

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Today’s White House News

Today a man who made himself

And all his staff exempt

From being vaccinated

Most audaciously has dreamt

That those who didn’t get a shot

That doesn’t stop the spread

Are somehow the ones responsible

That twelve more folks are dead.

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“F*ck Your Freedom” -Howard Stern

Last year we learned about a cold

That you can’t tell if you’ve got

So the only logical thing to do

Is mandate a mystery shot

That does not stop the spreading

Or the catching of diseases

Because, after all, our liberty

Is whatever our overlord pleases.

Just because it caused a clot

That killed my uncle Stu

Doesn’t mean it isn’t something

Everyone must do!

So why not be a good little sheep

And get your Covid shot?

And if you do in the next 12 hours

We’ll give you some free pot!

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This Haiku Says It All

I coughed on someone

Who got their Covid vaccine.

Why are they worried?

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Independence

Today we set off tiny bombs

And cook our meat outside

To celebrate the freedom

That we’re missing nationwide.

We sing about a starry flag

And amber waves of grain

While people we dislike like tell us

To proudly wear a chain.

The news stops all-day coverage

Of outrage today to share:

“Our founding fathers owned some slaves

And why we ought to care.“

We are still the people

Who are governed with consent;

It is what the founding fathers wrote

And it is what they meant.

So as I celebrate the flag

And eat my apple pie

I’m thankful I still own myself;

I will live free or die.

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Legalize Normalcy

If you call yourself a poet

You’re judged by your degrees,

The person who you voted for,

How often you hug trees,

Whether you can rhyme things

Or use semicolons right

And, most important, whether

You have a penis or are white.

I am not a poet,

Though to you that’s no surprise.

I’d rather sleep in Saturday

Than watch the sun arise.

I do not care for wheelbarrows

On which so much depends.

I’m one of the mere commoners

Whom nobody defends.

I write, not for an audience,

But for the ones like me

Who want to dance the rain away

And feel completely free

But have to read a book about

What things are right to say,

Waiting to dance in private

Once the poets go away.

I feel like a geode,

Full of color, trapped in stone,

But thanks to anonymity

I needn’t be alone.

I can be with all of you

And hold you in my heart

By failing to see beauty

In what poets call their art.

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