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Norton Hears A Who

My aunt installed some software

From an disreputable source

And it wreaked havoc on her life

(As these things do, of course).

Turns out it gave her pink-eye,

So in case you’re not aware

This is the first case of illness caused

By aunt eye-virus software.

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Two Types Of Heaven

I believe in a world without sin,

Where nobody’s mean and we all fit in,

A world without sorrow or famine or fear

But it doesn’t have cake, so I’m fine staying here.

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But They Gave You Two Choices!

Once some Spartans got bored

And one of them grabbed a sword.

They said “We can stab you

“Or instead spear you too”

And thus democracy was restored.

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Better Safe Than Sorry

I’m living life in such a way

That if anybody would

Try to steal my brain for science

Science would say, “No thanks, I’m good.”

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Socialism

If at first you don’t succeed

Claim that you have higher need

Then take your handouts from the gov

‘Til bombs start dropping from above.

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What’s Trending?

The most popular names of 2023

Were Olivia and Oliver.

I can’t wait ‘til gen Alpha has kids

And those names become “Bigtiddygoth” and “Watermoliver“.

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Sort Of A Sh**y Contract…

There once was an immortal deity

Who in a moment of gaiety

Said “Make them eat every day

“And then poop it away”

And angels sighed and said “So may it be.”

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In This Game The Unicorn Gives Her Money To Go To The Dream World…

There once was a woman (my wife)

Who experienced female strife.

I bought her “Unicorn Princess” for the switch

And now she’s not so much of a… stressed person

And what is going on with my life?

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SOOOOOO Many times…

There once was this person in a show

Whose character was lower than low

And the writers said “Hey,

“Let’s show them every day“

And now I don’t watch any mo’.

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As Promised : )

My Mom made me many meals

When I was but a qsuirt.

She proofreads my poetry

And ironed me a hsirt.

Without her I’d have rwinkly clothes

(And I’d be nonexistent).

Thank you, Mom, for all you’re love

And keeping me consistent!

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