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F***ing Chiefs Again? Really? Even Hollywood Is More Creative…

There once was a high football tier

That played Winter and Fall every year.

One day a guy tripped

But it wasn’t in the script

But the refs smiled and said “Hold my beer.”

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If Only My Hat Could Use Google Images…

I entered an area

Where hard hats were required.

Now I need to find a hot female hat

Or I just might get fired.

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Two Celebrity Poems (Add Your Own In The Comments)

I have a male cat

Who holds grudges and is sweaty.

I am happy that

I’m the owner of Tom Petty.

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I’m an unemployed metalworker

And I start my resumé with

“I’ll slap hot things for money”

Then sign my name: Will Smith

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Living In The Moment

Plaid shirt, khaki pants

On the toilet, 10 P.M.

Creativity

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All Choices Have Their Place… It Just Shouldn’t Be A Place Of Power

Democracy is when you’re thirsty

And you long for a cool cup of juice

And the grocer says “We’ve only got soy milk

“Or Wd-40. You choose.”

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The Power Of Comparison

If you ask guests at a restaurant

“Would you like to try the lamb?”

They might say “yes”, or maybe “no”,

Or “I don’t give a damn.”

But if you ask those same guests

If they prefer starfish tartar

You’ll find them much more likely

To prefer the lamb by far.

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Intro To VR Games

Just stand here and look around

And see the zombies, hear the sound…

You’ll be ok. The only failing

Is if you trip over the railing.

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A Winter Drive Haiku

Twinkling blacktop ice

Gleams like diamonds. I turn right

But my car goes left.

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Not A… Not B…

“Nazi” is a word we say

When people think a certain way

That is different from what we

Are told the world’s supposed to be.

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“Hey Guys! What If We Hijack The Playoffs And Pretend It’s A Cool Innovation Instead Of A Paywall? I Bet Nobody Will Cancel Their Subscription The Day After.” -Some Peacock Exec, Probably

There once was a streaming station

Who aired a playoff game to the nation.

The broadcast was bad

And no one will be sad

If the ratings show as “Devastation.”

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