If everybody had a gun
The world would be a lot of fun
And if everyone died ‘cause I was wrong
No one would complain this poem ain’t long.
Tag Archives: Politically Incorrect
The First Zebra Is Born
There was a majestic white horse
Who was, of nature, a force.
She said “It’s alright
“That our kid’s black and white”
But her husband still wants a divorce.
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Assault? Blacklist Him! Sex Slavery? Let’s Let Him Slide Quietly Out Of The Public Eye (Yay Hollywood)
There once was an actor named Will
Who was punished for slapping, until
He thought “I’ll never be arrested
“If they knew I molested
“And trafficked minors for capitol hill!”
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One Upside To WW III
In a positive twist on current events,
It seems the number of incidents
Of accidental gunshots dropped
When everybody suddenly stopped
Tolerating anything Russian,
Which apparently included pushing
A swift end to games of Russian Roulette.
So hey! Take what good news you get!
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‘Cause Female Equality, Am I Right? (Plus We Get To See Tom Cruise In A Bikini)
Just once I want to see a film
Where a short male action star
Beats up a bunch of amazons
And never gets a scar,
Pummeling the female goons
With his 5th percentile fists
But we’ll never see that movie
‘Cause sexism exists.
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Model U.N.
Somebody somewhere decided one day
That most of the countries on earth
Should send representatives to talk about
Things that have slim to no worth.
Then somebody somewhere looked at that group
And said, “Hey all my scholastic friends,
“What if we did that make-believe peace thing
“But for us it will just be pretend?”
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Chatting With The “Mirror Selfie” Girls…
Sometimes I look in the mirror
And see myself staring at me,
And when I clean the glass it gets clearer
And I know it’s my face that I see
And I look at myself and think “Wow!
“That’s expected, and not very shocking!”
And that, my dear lady, is what I perceive
And thus space out when you start talking.
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Also: Free Healthcare, Renewable Energy, And The Gyms Pay YOU
What if all the billionaires
Just stood out on the street
And walked around in circles
And challenged everyone they’d meet
To have a Pokemon battle
That they would surely lose
And give the winner money?
But alas, they’re only jews.
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Proof That Math Is Sexist
Today I realized that if
The calculator were invented today
The numbers zero, eight, and five
Would have to go away
Because 58,008
Looks like “BOOBS” upside down
And that might offend someone
And there’s actually no punchline…
The world is just that dumb.
Doublespeak (Or How I Learned To Stop Talking And Accept That I’m Wrong)
“Awesome” means “Good” now.
“Good” now means “Fair”.
“Okay” means “I’m lousy”.
“Lousy” means “In Despair”.
“Gold plans“ are baseline;
“Platinum” is normal.
Shirts are for business
And blue jeans are formal.
“Nothing” means “Something”
And “Yes” can mean “No”
But y’all still jump to conclusions
When I said “She’s a hoe.”
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The Daily Travesty 