“Maybe Baby” is an overused rhyme,
So said my love, May Bee.
But I said, “Maybe, May Bee, my baby,
“But be that as it may,
“Maybe let ‘Maybe Baby’ be as it may be.”
Tag Archives: Short
Math Is Hot
Circular houses are warmer
Than square houses, I’ve found;
Square houses are ninety degrees in the corners
But circles are 360 all around!
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Why Poetry Is Art
If, in normal conversations,
It were assumed that one should rhyme
We’d have a better grasp of grammar
And awkward silence a lot of the time.
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OI?
Someone told me
R*pe jokes aren’t funny.
I said, “You’re right, they’re knot.”
The time wasn’t ripe
To leave anyone hanging,
So I used a different * than they thought.
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Playing With Fire
I’ve noticed as of late
Fortune seems to elude me,
Like the time I struck a match
And the match just up and sued me!
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I said “Dad, go long!”
He was twenty yards away
When I lit the fuse…
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God made wood flammable
Some time after day seven.
He made it burn with chemicals;
‘Twas a match made in Heaven.
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Is This Too White, I Wonder ™?
Body and bread,
Sword and sheaf;
Stalk of muscle,
Blade of leaf;
Sweet or sour,
Baked or no;
It rises within us:
Tae Kwon Dough!
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Musicians At Nursing Homes Be Like:
I tuned my guitar
Then unplugged the beepy things.
What a quiet crowd…
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Low Siento…
Somewhere, there’s a Mexican wizard
Who can’t hear what people say.
I’ve heard he’s a deaf supremacist
And a member of the “Que? Que? Que?”
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Kindness
I offered a homeless guy a place
To sleep under my roof.
He said to me, “I’m not a ceiling fan.”
Then to himself: “Lol, what a goof!”
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LGBTQ, Not 10JQKA
I like to play poker with drag queens
‘Cause whenever they draw an ace
You know right away
‘Cause you know what they say:
They struggle to keep a straight face.
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The Daily Travesty 