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Sincerely, Guys

Event people nationwide

I humbly implore you:

If you have a craft fair

You should have a gun show too

So mom can get a crocheted scarf

And dad a .22

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A 30-Something’s Review of Fortnite

In my day, our violent games

Were about shooting guys and taking names.

Now you skydive, camp, and swim

And randomly change from her to him,

Running from a big pink cloud

And avoiding things that are scary or loud.

When I was young, you daren’t mess up

But now I guess we get to dress up?

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Endings Are Overrated. Candles, Not So Much.

Lights are flickering.

Dire rain and wind give me

An excuse to post…

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Six Years Old And Already Screaming About Stuff That Doesn’t Matter

Today I taught a first-grade class

And of the 18 kids

Six were joys, six were invisible,

And six blew off their lids.

So one of three will be successful

And one in three will be cute

And one in three do nothing, but loudly

Which is just who the Feds will recruit.

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We’ve Come A Long Way Since 867-5309

The upside of the “6-7” trend

Is that it may show the unheralded end

Of kids saying “420-69”

Which makes me feel better than fine.

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We’re Living In A Fairy Tale

Once, there were some evil kings

Who did a lot of evil things.

As times go, it was not pleasant.

Unfortunately, that time’s the present.

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Equity

Instead of arguing white vs. black,

Men vs. women, straights vs. gays,

Let’s just accept that we’re all kinda dumb

And move on with our kinda dumb days.

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Congressional Privilege

So we can’t pay employees

Who keep on working hard

Despite a shut-down government

With a maxed-out credit card

And yet we pay the people

Who got us in this mess

With money that we do not have?

‘Murica, I guess…

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Oh Yeah… We’ll Also Make Every Micro-Sheet Get Dispensed Using Electricity Made From Burning Coal

So paper towels are made from trees

And killing tree will kill the Earth

So to save more trees and thus the planet

We must have a towel dispenser rebirth:

Henceforth no towel dispenser shall

Give more than a three-inch sheet.

Of course you can use it unlimited times.

Isn’t saving the planet neat?

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I Failed My Wisdom Saving Throw

Work at 5:00 AM.

We played D&D tonight.

Sleep is optional.

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