An epileptic guy walked into a pizzeria.
It was a Domino’s, but he wanted Little Seizures.
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A Treatise On Cooperation With Government… Sort Of
Two children sit and watch a thing
That’s orange and round and fun.
One says “it’s warm and so it must
“Be a piece of fallen sun.”
One says “I can slam dunk it
“So it’s a basketball.”
Another says “it’s a tangerine!
“Do you know nothing at all?”
And I, with silent others, watch
Them call a pizza many names.
Some kids voted between them
When the appropriate moment came,
Yet I, when shown a pizza
And was asked “robot or duck?”
Didn’t vote for either answer
Because dishonest answers suck.
As the other children compromised
And said “Fine! It’s a goat!”
I ate and shared the pizza
With the others who didn’t vote.
A Poem For Those Of Us Who Can’t Fit The Big Picture In Our Tiny Apartments
Every three seconds
An orphan is made,
A war is begun,
Someone doesn’t get laid,
Someone dies of starvation,
A champion strikes out,
Yet whether or not I want pizza’s
All I’m thinking about.
Filed under Poems
Special Delivery
I’ve watched a lot of “movies”
That aren’t on IMDB.
They made delivering pizzas
Look like a pretty good job to me.
And indeed, I did get special requests
From my female clientele,
But mostly they’re “draw a pic on the box.”
That or “go to Hell.”
I tried to target neighborhoods
Where people cannot pay,
But mostly they’d just write a check
And send me on my way.
So I quit my job as a pizza guy
For I had been mislead.
Now I spend my afternoons
Cleaning swimming pools instead.
Filed under Poems
The Daily Travesty 