The English marched on Agincourt
With hoards of longbowmen
To fight the army of the French.
They were terribly surprised when
They loosed a thousand arrows
And those chic Parisian dorks
Brought out the champagne bottles
And fired back with corks.
Tag Archives: Poetry
A Real Man’s Christmas Wishlist
Triumph over evil
Victory in battle
A wife and seven children
Some land to herd my cattle
A fancy leather cowboy hat
A closet full of guns
A quiet place to rest my head
And lots of silly puns.
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If You’re Not Reading This, I’m No Longer Stuck On A Random Wednesday
Horror movies are just Groundhog Day
But it’s Halloween instead.
Now with that insight passed on
I’m going to go to bed.
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Careful What You Wish For
If wishes were horses
What would you do?
Probably get trampled
But never run out of glue.
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I May Not Have Money, But I Have A Weird Imagination
I wish I had a yttrium-plated snow globe.
A yttrium-plated globe would make me smile
Because I’d have something no billionaire has
At least for a brief and satisfying while.
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You’re Used To It By Now
5:00 AM alarm
Set for wake up tomorrow
Thus, it’s haiku night!
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New York City, 2026
Somewhere, in an all-gender bathroom,
The attack helicopters hover
At opposite ends of the row of urinals
Not speaking to each other
But grateful that the war is over.
I stand between them,
Pretending that I’m peeing.
In a nearby stall
The aardvarks howl.
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Travel Plans
Flying tuna can
Crammed with average human beings.
Twice delayed so far.
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Read That Last Word With Four Syllables To Make Me Seem Smarter
When you are a poetic bard
Having a social life is hard
Because you may be out at night
But need to do a daily write.
Hypothetical as this may sound
This is where I, this night, am found.
When you read other brief poems by me
Know that I’m healthy socially.
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