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Talk On The Streets

There once was a potato named Joe

Who forgot how to talk on a show.

He had a sidekick

Who was black and a chick

And what’s that I hear? Overthrow?

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Almost Heaven, West Virginia?

There was an affordable city

That wasn’t all dirty and shitty.

Then it made the news

And earned plenty of views

And Californians are coming… a pity!

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HR Strikes Again

Barbecue at work.

Brought wieners and hot fresh buns.

Now I’m unemployed.

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Another Reason Not To Trust Rhyming Dictionaries

I think if I were an animal

I’d be a sea anemone

Because they’re not a popular animal

And I like to be left alone.

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Luckily My Bills Only Go Up 10 Percent A Year

When you read a job application

And ask what the position pays

And the interviewer says “It’s minimum wage

“But each year there’s a 3-percent raise!”

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New Faces, Same 4th Quarter Meltdowns

The Seahawks were back on the field

With a brand new head coach that we wield.

This is so nee and awesome!

Wait? Our D’s still a possum?

And yep, seems our fate is still sealed.

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This Is The Entire Extent Of My Political Activism

I have a cat named Marshmallow.

He’s fat, lazy, stupid, and more.

I urge you to write him on your ballot

For president, 2024.

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Maybe It’s Not A Race Thing… It’s A Kidnapping A Princess Thing

There once was a dragon named Fred

Who didn’t want to end up dead,

So he went to the vet

And said “I’m a pet”

And now he is loved and well fed.

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I Feel Like This Will Age Well…

Today was a Monday.

It wasn’t a fun day,

Nor was it remarkably fateful.

Today was a Monday.

Now it’s a done day.

And for that I am certainly grateful.

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The Future Is Now

There once was an AI named Jill

Who had a most marvelous skill:

She could click every bus

So as not to seem sus

Before going back in time for the kill.

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