Tag Archives: Memes

Somebody Once Told Me…

I proudly draw a perfect circle

And then somebody screams…

“It’s a Venn Diagram of people born in the ’90’s

“And people who like to make memes!”

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Good Clean American Cinema

If the Florida Air National Guard

Gets attacked by a suicidal croc

And they try to assassinate the leader

By using many a Blackhawk

Then discover the croc was Muslim

And they make a movie about it later

I hope they give it the title:

“Hella’copters vs. Allah Gator!”

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Yours Truly, Saedifotuo

There’s a meme you may have seen

That posits the following claim:

If you spell your name backwards

It is your “Demon Name.”

Now Bob and Racecar doubt themselves

(Though Racecar already did)

And you won’t see Regina anywhere

‘Cause she already hid.

Meanwhile, poor Natasha

Has mysteriously been ignored…

Thanks for reading this poem

And I hope you’re no longer bored!

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The Chosen Pun

We’re locked in our houses

Away from the world,

Sanitizing ourselves

As our lives come unfurled.

As we wipe down possessions

The thing I don’t get

Is why “Spring Cleaning” jokes

Aren’t popular yet.

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Transcript of the new Daily Travesty Audiobook

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Covfefe: Another Possible Story

I remember my dog

That I had as a lad.

We’d go to the water

And I’d swim with him.

I named him Covallion

Cause I thought it sounded hot.

Turns out he was a girl

So he/she became FeFe.

Cov/Fefe and I

Would eat cake by the lake.

Probably wasn’t healthy for her

But she’d still eat. It was neat!

Then Cov/Fefe died.

How she ate… It was fate.

This poem’s depressing,

But so’s the meme, it would seem.

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It Almost Begins…

Tomorrow is the fateful day

Where 45% of America shouts “hooray”

And the major event will be watching those

Who will not be watching the new Pres’s prose.

Tomorrow the meme will in the white house sit

And whether you smile or snarl or spit

You have to admit (or at least you should)

Until 2020 Twitter’s gonna be good.

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One Does Not

Slap a chicken with a fish-

You may do that if you wish.

Put a baby in a pot-

Sure you can, or maybe not.

Eat raw eggs and bacon too-

I probably wouldn’t, but I’m not you.

There’s but one act that’s out of order:

Simply walking into Mordor.

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