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Moments Before You Realize Your Cosmic Impotence

The sky had a sun that was adorning

The sky at five a.m. in the morning.

It was bright and obnoxious

And for some reason I thought this:

“Go down now… this is your last warning.”

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The Bright Side

It’s 4:00 AM and sunny.
The birds are singing,

Dogs are howling,

Flies are buzzing,

Cats are meowling,
Horns are honking,

Kids are screaming.

Luckily, I’m deaf,

And Happily dreaming.

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My Mornings

When I wake up, I fill my bath

And my lake of boiling acid.

I brush my teeth and poke my sharks

To stop them from getting placid.

I make my bed and shine my button

(The red one that says “die”)

Then I stroke my pet and eat paté

‘Til the heroes come on by.

On Saturdays I watch the news

And write something for my blog,

Then I go for a weekend drive

And swerve to hit a dog.

On Sundays I like to sleep in

And skip this whole routine.

After all, it’s hard to be

So consistently mean.

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