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Analogies Only Go So Far

Cooking bacon

Is like installing updates

On a computer

With too little RAM:

It’s seems to take hours

And it spits oil at you

All to make you get fatter,

But when it’s done… Dayum!

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J-Pop Songs

They could be singing

Of murdering puppies

Or of the great pleasure

Of wringing your neck.

They could even be singing

“Go Panthers go!”

But sing in Japanese

And it’s catchy as heck.

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And Then There Were Eleven Men Again

I’ve no fondness for New England.

Denver’s nice, I guess.

Cardinals aren’t my favorite birds.

Alas, I must confess

I’ve reached a decisive time:

I’ve stopped seeking out answers.

I’ve abandoned all reason and rhyme.

I just pray for the defeat of the Panthers.

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Life is like…

Life is like a game

Of charades

In which people can talk

And watch parades

And have to make money

Or they’ll starve to death

And nobody actually cares

What people are trying to communicate,

Kind of like life.

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And It Was Glorious!

You’ve got Candy Crush,

Farmville, Minecraft,

Plants vs. Zombies,

And the TV show “Shaft.”

You’ve got Halo 1-6

And Super Smash Bros Brawl.

As a lad, all I had

Was Space Cadet Pinball.

  

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For When The Superhero Fad Ends

Poems have existed

Since the dawn of history,

Yet they aren’t turned into movies.

Why not? That’s a mystery.

I have an idea

If you’re a Hollywood guy.

Make a poem into a movie,

Remove the clothes, and add CGI.

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Lawn Decorations

If I could buy a flower

For everybody bland

I’d buy dandelions.

That’s what happened to your land.
  

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My (Virtual) Life Is A Joke

A resurrected hero

From a bygone age

Walked into a bar.

He killed rats in the basement

And looted their bodies,

But that’s all I’ve played so far.

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Networking for Psychos

I’m a fan of gatherings

Like a conference or a fest

Where people with shared interests

Can do what they do best.

I suggest a conference

For wannabe school shooters

Where they can get some practice.

Also welcome: thieves and looters.

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The Bathrooms Are Clean In Seattle

There was moisture on

The toilet seat.

Somebody had to

Take the heat

For failing to properly

Aim their piss.

We blamed the Minnesotan,

‘Cause when it counts, they miss.

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