There once was a female spouse
Who said “Hi” as I came in the house.
She told me her stories,
Her pains, and her glories,
And now I need to write a poem before I go to bed… ouse.
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Tuesday
Have you ever tried fried brain?
It can be a real strain
But better in your skull than to
Be served upon a plate to you.
I have a fried brain right now
And an IQ comparable to a cow
And to avoid having the IQ of a sheep
I bid you adieu and falleth asleep.
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But Will They Play A Jazzy Star-Spangled Banner On A Ukulele While I Wait?
Thank you for calling the Federal Gov,
The people who rule you and speak from above.
We’re using your tax dollars to be on our break
So please wait seven hours. Your freedom’s at stake.
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Duo, Pourquoi Es-Tu En Colère?
There once was a multilingual green owl
Whose temper had grown fully foul.
He said “Practice your French!”
As he pulled out a wrench
Then watched me spell “vingt” with a scowl.
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My Essay on the Causes of World War II
I like how people decided
That art was subjective
And you can like anything you want
But then you draw a bicycle
And you get a C in art class
From a guy whose degree
Taught them a red line on a blank canvas
Was worth millions of dollars.
Maybe I should be a politician instead?
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This Is One Instance Where A Live Stream Would Be Helpful
Can I write a poem
In exactly ten hours?
I could were I not so aloof.
See, it would be brilliant
But I’m insufficiently resilient
To answer your query: “Where’s the proof?”
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Fast, Cheap, Good… Pick 2
Can I write a poem
In exactly 10 seconds?
I think that I can,
But it
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Embed Designation At This Location
Rosa Chinensis is vermillion
Viola Sororia is cerulean.
Whether or not I write with a thesaurus
Can be expressed as a value that’s boolean.
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The Parabola Is Beginning Its Descent…
In 1999 the Matrix took the red pill.
In 2012, the Avengers were assembled.
In 2025 we’ll get the fifth Fantastic Four.
And now you understand just why I trembled.
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Hard Times Make Good Complainers… Good Complainers Make Good Comedy
Say what you will about hard times and such
But I am certain about this much:
When everything’s bad, we have more variety
Of things to go off on when we lose our sobriety.
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The Daily Travesty 