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Europe

If yous adde a bunche if extras lietters

Tou wordse, butx theiy’re alle silente

Yous maiye beye a french personne.

Meanwhileingermanyaddingspacesisviolent

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Magic The Gathering

There once was a guy from Renton

Who got to work on inventin’

Some colorful cards

Full of dragons and bards

And now my bankroll is lamentin’

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We’re Almost Done! (Repeat The Line)

There once was a politician (read: liar)

Whose teleprompter went haywire.

She said “34 days”

About 34 ways

And CNN wrote “…continues to inspire.”

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It’s A Pun… And A Haiku… And A Geography Joke… What Have I Become?

Whenever I meet

Patriotic Libyans

It’s a big green flag.

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Remember That Hope Thing? That Was Nice…

There once was a 49ers running back

But he got hurt a few games back.

Turns out their fifth string

Still runs like a king

And the ‘92 Seahawks are back.

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Book Review: “The Accomplishments of Kamala Harris”

Kamala is a person

Who’s been in political office for years.

The following are her accomplishments

That distinguish her from peers:

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Great Ideas Are Never Appreciated In Their Time

If you’re on the corporate ladder

And you want to climb a rung

I suggest not being the guy

Who suggested the spelling of “Tongue”

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Two Birds, One Stone, Bipartisan Support?

Some say energy should be solar.

Some say nuclear is the way.

How much electricity does burning sex offenders produce?

Just a thought… but affordable, eh?

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My Daily Contribution To Nonviolent Language

I think rehabilitated homeless people

Should be called “Ikean Americans”

Because they used to live in boxes

But now they’re all put together

Just sayin’

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2054: After Gen Alpha Parents Decided That Names With Letters Are Racist…

A # walked into a bar

Where an ! and a & are.

They met up with $

And the bartender hollered

“We don’t tolerate that $&#! here.”

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