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Heaven Forbid!

I’m sensing some commonplace themes

That is fear of fascist regimes

Where government’s shrinking

And people start thinking

And grocery receipts don’t cause screams

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Precedent

The man who has never seen an oven mitt

Will call you a fool

And flip you off with burnt fingers

After grabbing a turkey from the oven bare-handed

So maybe don’t care too much

About what other people think

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There Once Was A Person From Right Here…

Tonight we play D&D

And pretend to not be me

And instead be a wizard

Who’s also a lizard

And does not write bad poetry.

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Burn Those Calories!

I once had a buddy named Roddy

Whose fitness routine was shoddy.

His plan, as he stated,

Was to just be cremated

And end up with a smokin’ hot body.

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For Reference, The Question Was “Why Do You Need To Visit Congress”

There once was a venomous fly

That, with one touch, could make a man die.

It’s untraceable and yellow.

I’ll release it, dear fellow,

And that is my whole answer why.

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Murica

‘Twas the Fifth of July

And all through the room

People were sleepy

From lots of boom boom.

But we can take solace

As tinnitus lingers:

The worst of our neighbors

Now have but nine fingers.

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Plane And Simple

While early birds may get the worm

Another truth may make you squirm:

Early birds often get

Sucked into a jet

And thus, to sleep late, I affirm.

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Socializing in 2024

I’m at a party.

My phone is at nine percent…

My life is over!

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Debate Limerick, 2024

There once was a were roses were blue

Or they were red, but they can be that too

And they went oh gone by the thing

And the… he’s a bad flower and I’m king

And we beat medicare and covid is a jew.

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Still Better Than Poetry

I applied for a new job today

With better benefits and pay.

It’s that eel that pops out

From a rock, looks about,

And goes back inside 10,000 times a day.

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