Tonight we lose an hour
Which I don’t think is fair.
It’s like somebody skipped the end of a poem
Tag Archives: Humor
Tech Support
Sometimes a customer writes me to say
“I wish that your product would do things this way.”
I like to tell them “Hey, let’s clear the air:
“The problem’s between your keyboard and chair.”
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Hey, it’s been like 90 days since I was this lame, so you’re welcome 😋
I worked 13 hours today
So a two line poem is a-ok.
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Even The Tyrants Realize This Is Dumb
This Saturday the mask mandate
Expires in my state,
So people must be healthy
Like the records indicate…
And yet today was Wednesday
And I will surely die, since
I took my mask off early
And I happen to trust science.
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A Lousy Ending To A Legend, And This Poem
There once was a QB named Russell
Who out of Seattle did hustle.
So now I’m stuck
‘Cause the phrase “Now we suck”
In no way or shape rhymes with Russell.
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Ah, School…
Remember the days when you thought
Whether you’d be successful or not
Was dependent on if you were right
About whether it’s stalagmite or stalactite?
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I Promise To Make Other People Swear To Tell The Truth…
Doctors take the Hippocratic oath;
That’s what my teacher said.
On the test I wrote “Hypocritical oath”
But that’s what lawyers take instead.
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No Comment On The Cutty Things
Look at the stone, all majestic and gray;
It makes mountains strong and foundations stay.
Stone can be gems or statues or a castle
And if you think paper beats them, then you are an assh’le.
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No, I Don’t Have Friends. Why Do You Ask?
Don’t you love when you decide
“I should update my browser app”
And then two hours later
It’s like the internet took a nap
And you’re wishing you could google
What to do when the web is slow
But your browser app is downloading
And there’s nowhere to go
So instead of browsing
Through memes and news and stuff
You finally say “Screw it”
And admit enough’s enough
And go into the world again
And gaze on nature’s splendor?
I don’t. I write poems instead.
How’s that for a comedic ender?
Yeah… When Poets Get Jobs They Write Crap Like This #FundTheArts 🥳
Once upon an evening time
My mind could only find one rhyme,
So off I went with weariness
To sleep, and so should you.
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