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Father of the Bride

Fluff and foof,

Foam and poof.

Through the roof:

Shopping.
White or gray?

Peach or Monet?

Pay and pay:

Shopping.
We’ve got a year

To pick the dress

We’ve seen the glory

And the mess.

Dad’s in the car

Waiting for the yes

That brings the end

Of shopping.

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Identity Crisis

I woke up at 5:00.

Went for a two mile run.

What is wrong with me?

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The Guy in 23E

I couldn’t decide

On which cologne

I should wear on the plane.

I tried the first,

And then the next,

And then the first again.
I spritzed and whiffed

But never found

A scent that suited me,

So I tried them all.

Which one works best?

We’ll have to wait and see.

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Columbus

Longitude and latitude

Give me a nasty attitude.

Forget the maps to India.

Let’s just with the wind, ya?

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Perception of Eternity

Time is not eternal:

It will someday go away,

And we’ll be left in timelessness

For eternity to stay.
Time is not eternal:

We’ve only got today,

But luckily we have meetings

To make it feel that way.

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Ice Cream

Neoplitan:

I just eat the chocolate part.

What does that make me?

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Before Showers

Tepid waters of my bath

Invoke in me a primal wrath,

But as I move to strike them down

I’m shown to be a simple clown,
For where I strike, the water bends.

This is where my childhood ends,

For no more baths shall I take.

Instead, I go swimming in a lake.

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Kids These Days

Plodding, panting, galivanting

Amidst the grassy park.

I see a cat. I don’t like that

So I conjure up a bark.
The cat runs off. I’m satisfied

And so I pee and drool.

Then mommy puts the leash back on

And we drive off to school.

 

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Chemistry

The “boom” at the end of the year

Was the doom of my teaching career.

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Distractions

Distractions are a reality.

Of life, they’re an integral part.

You must always be careful

To finish what you

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