There once was a magical hero
Who divided the whole world by zero.
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Helfpbe nfhoshe nej
Htppbej jfhw jfjr yeega beero.
Tag Archives: Lazy
The Weaker Poetry Bloggers, One Year Into The Apocalypse… #Weak
‘Twas on a night near end of Spring
When I was asked to write a thing
Describing how the flowers bloomed
Even though humanity’s doomed.
“Roses are red“, so started my verse
“And violets are blue, unlike that hearse.”
And then I decided since I’d end up dead
To quit writing poems and play golf instead.
So wrote a lesser poet just days
Before he was eaten by the undead horde.
When apocalypse comes, I’ll struggle in ways
But never complain that, when writing, I’m bored.
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Last Night’s Bad Decisions Lead To… Not Exactly Redemption
Whenever a poem begins with “tonight”
You pretty much know it’s no good
So this morning I’m writing early
Because I figure I should.
The problem is autobiographical poems
Are also universally mediocre
So maybe instead of being a poet
I should take up professional poker?
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Progress
When I write poems in the evening
They’re terrible, so today I said
“I’m going to write my poem first thing”
And now I’m bad in the morning instead!
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Good Night Already!
Sometimes you do what you need to do;
Sometimes you do what you don’t.
Sometimes my thoughts will be deeper than this
But most of the time they won’t.
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And So The Cycle Continues
Not enough poems are written
About the legendary Scott:
We would remedy this, except
Of what he did, we knowest not.
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Why Modern Poets Are Thin
A poem without rhyming’s
Like a cheeseburger without cheese,
A BLT with no tomato,
A bowl of carrots without peas.
A poem without rhyming
Lacks flavor and synergy
But alas I’m on a diet
And must cut whatever calories I can…
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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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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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This Is A Lazy Poem Unless You Work At A Stuffed Animal Factory
Today I was busy
And did lots of stuff
So I went back home
And pumped out this fluff.
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The Daily Travesty 