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The Best Sense Is Nonsense

The neighbor’s chihuahua

Is barking next door.

The children threw up

On the living room floor.

A road crew’s jackhammer

Is going to work

And the top trending hashtags

Are #MeToo and #Twerk.

The wife is yelling

That the kids won’t be quiet.

The kids say “it’s Trump’s fault”

And he doesn’t deny it.

And in this glorious moment

That, to you, might seem stressful

I begin to know why

Helen Keller was so successful.

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Insomnia Saves The Day!

I got sick and went to bed at 8:00.

I forgot about writing poetry

But luckily ’twas not too late.

This is rushed and uncreative

But what did you expect

From a guy who feels like vomiting

In the way of ile, project?

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