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Thor Throat?

My throat is sore,

My voice is hoarse,

But at least now I know

I can’t speak Norse.

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The Value Of A Missing Letter

Carved of granite, nine feet tall,

He stares down and calls you small.

If your likeness, he is an imitation.

He is your statue of limitation.

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I have a fountain on my porch.

It’s one I never bought.

I have a fountain in my truck

That, on the road, I caught.

I’ve got twelve fountains all in all.

New ones turn up now and then.

I keep them safe in my back yard,

Within my fountain pen.

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The Bag and Pipes

I’ve been told by friends of mine
That I have no filter
Because I saw a naked Scottish man
And said he was “off-kilter.”

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Finally, A Use For It!

Six months since I finished college,
Four years wasted I reckon
For I can’t remember what I “learned”
And waitstaff openings beckon.

So one afternoon in protest
I went to my front door
And laid down my diploma
Right upon the mudroom floor.

That autographed piece of card stock
Was not very useful at
Getting a foot in the door,
But it makes a good DiploMat.

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Experiments

I swallowed a paper airplane,
Although not to I was told.
I don’t think it will be harmful,
But we’ll see how things unfold.

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The Stuff of Gods

Zeus likes keeping animals

Behind enclosure walls.

Ares is the God of war,

And busts a lot of balls.

 

Uranus is an deity

Who you can always say is yours,

And when the thunder God gets chicken pox

He becomes covered in Thors.

 

Muslims think that poultry

Is an animal about which to sing,

Because they worship Allah,

And with chicken Allah’s king.

 

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The Steak Mistake

Under the light of the moon

In a restaurant in June

A brand new chef prepares a steak.

He brazes it well,

And basks in the smell.

He decides to take a break.

 

But that chef forgot

The burner was hot

And the meat burned like the sun

That chef’s mistakes,

They razed the steaks,

And I hope you enjoyed the pun.

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