If I’m still in bed
Working hard to write poems,
Am I really though?
If I’m still in bed
Working hard to write poems,
Am I really though?
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Toilet seats are cold
Unless you stay on them ‘til
The next needed time.
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‘Twas the night before Christmas
And wouldn’t you know it,
Eight lines of verse
From your favorite poet!
Though the wording was brief
The message was clear:
I’m sleepy right now
But I’ll do better next year.
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The nice thing about AI ads
Is that they’re poorly done
So I’ve no need to buy their stuff
And so declare we won.
Another proof of victory
Is that the CEOs shelled out
A lot of money for this tech
And thus without a doubt
Will double down on ineffective
Tools for advertising.
AI will bring a golden age
Of happily not buying!
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As television became popular
Cannon deaths at sea have decreased
So I will continue to watch TV
And be grateful that I’m not deceased.
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This year was wild and crazy
And I was indulgent and lazy.
This year I’ll endeavor
To sleep more than ever
And get rich like Martin Scorsese.
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I had a lovely afternoon
About which you’ll never hear
Because I’m saving the clever poems
For probably sometime next year.
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So I was complaining (as most people do)
About things that I cannot halt
Like children addicted to iPads and also
Society as a gestalt
So I turned on a game at 10 in the morning
That finished at 10 in the night
And proceeded to burn my complaining permit
And accept that the world is all right.
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Some people write songs that span verses
With reference to literary curses.
Some people write “Born in the USA”
On a napkin, then call it a day.
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