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Tucker’s One Regret

When I was in Kindergarten

We all sang a song

That was very fun

But not very long

That went “Hannah Hannah Bo Banna

“Banana fana fo fana

Me my mo mannah

Hannah.”

We sang it over and over

Until whenever the time came

That everyone but me had been called

But they never did my name…

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No Pain, No Gawain

I am getting sleepy

And I open wide to yawn,

Then I march into my bedroom

And put plate armor on.

My chainmail hugs me tightly

And I fall into a heap…

This is what I have to do

To get a good knight’s sleep.

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When Dad Talks To Your Friends

Tubing is rad

And, like, what’s up my homies?

I like Minecraft and pickles

And my sister’s a bronie.

I got shizzle for days

And my swag is so tight…

Wait, what do you mean

I’m not saying it right?

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I Hope I Never Have To Read This Poem Out Loud

For every book ever written

And every food ever bitten

There’s that one guy who is not admittin’

He doesn’t know how to pronounce the word “chitin”.

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Aztec Millennials

Two cannibals awoke on Sunday

And went for brunch at a cafe.

One said “I’ve got a hunch

“That the real brunch

“Is the friends we’ll meet along the way.”

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Why Even Numbers Are Boring

One is the loneliest number

And two can be as bad as one

Three is a crowd

Four is twice as bad as one

Five has no particular qualities

Six is three times as bad as one…

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An Ode To Our Favorite Alien

There once was a Mon Calamari

Whose name was Admiral Ackbar. He

Was all like “Oh snap!”

And exclaimed “It’s a trap!”

And thanks to him the wars were all starry.

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I May Not Have Love, But My Mattress Full Of Money Keeps Me Warm At Night

If you’re having trouble with a breakup,

Feeling glum, and lacking sex

Just remember Elon Musk bought Twitter,

Flipped the bird, and called it his “X”.

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…And The Young Female Offspring Is Called A Doelet

You remember that one guy in high school

Who really, REALLY, loved to talk

About how chinchillas reproduce

And the unpublished music of Bach

And no matter how incorrect he was

Or how bored you happened to be?

That guy is every political discussion

In 2023.

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Really Though… I Would Love To See More Movies Dubbed With Animal Noises

I wonder if animals watching TV

Think every show is just a human Lassie:

“Oh look! A talking human is saving the day.

“It makes its funny noises and everything is ok.”

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