The wealthy paid a submarine
To view the ocean bottom
Whereat the wreck of Titanic was seen
Until the ocean caught ‘em.
Now missing, they have headlines made
Of a voyage doomed to fail
Though I see not a tragedy
But wish more elites might sail.
The wealthy paid a submarine
To view the ocean bottom
Whereat the wreck of Titanic was seen
Until the ocean caught ‘em.
Now missing, they have headlines made
Of a voyage doomed to fail
Though I see not a tragedy
But wish more elites might sail.
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There are more cookies in my belly
Than on the cooling rack.
That’s my reward for exercise
So I think I’m on the right track.
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I’m going to a climate conference
To inspire both hope and confidence
But I’m not sure which jet I should ride
So I’ll take both. I’m too rich to decide!
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Sometimes I think the world would be better
If everyone wrote a well-worded letter
Politely requesting that all war be ended
But if we did that someone might be offended
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Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?
Wait, really?
Ok then, I guess…
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I think the reason the ghost population
Has gone down in recent years
Is probably that it’s not fun to see people
Discuss the political stance of light beers
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I am worried that soon we’ll see
A world where saying “Hehehe”
Is banned, and we must laugh a new way
That sounds akin to “Theytheythey”.
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There once was a blue guy from Pandora
Who experienced a biome diaspora.
He went from the trees
To live in the seas
But otherwise it was the exact same stora.
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If I had a sweet purple pony
For every terrible poem I’ve written for you
I’d have no shortage of mystery meat
And the world would have no want for glue
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Sweet little kiwi
I cut thin green slices of
Then they fly away
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