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Small Blessings

Today we give thanks

For what makes us happy:

A person, a memory, a song…

If you ain’t got nothing

For which to be thankful

Be thankful this poem ain’t long.

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By Reading This Limerick You May Or May Not Open A Parallel Universe

There once was a cat of Schrodinger

Who wanted to give science the finger.

He said “I will stay

“And also walk away.”

Thus he simultaneously did and did not linger.

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OMG Dad, Why Can’t You Understand Vulture Is A Student Of The World?

Their wonce was amen from Bolder

Hoo new mai dotter end tolled hurr

“Eye a door ewe, Amanda

“‘Cause u un-derstanneduh

“Spelling sin the I of de beholdre.”

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And The School Board Patted Themselves On The Back And Said “We Made World Peace”

I was being bullied

And kids called me gay.

I said, “Actually I identify as a non-binary person”

And the kids said, “Oh cool! Then you’re ok.”

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It’ll Be Safe, I Promise!

The people aboard

The Titanic never heard

“Nah babe, just the tip.”

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The Good Girl And The Criminal, Abridged

My girlfriend likes to relax in the evening

But I like to step up a notch.

She said “Let’s watch Steel Magnolias.”

I said “Let’s steal Magnolia’s watch.”

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“Thinks Before Speaking” Is An Underrated Job Skill

I lost my job this morning.

I was notified by text:

“Thanks for your time with us.

“Good luck on whatever comes next.”

I knew after I told my boss

My thoughts I couldn’t debate it…

“100 million sperm, and somehow

“You’re the one who made it?”

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A Serving Is What You Eat On One Sitting, Right?

I used to wonder why grocery stores

Wrote the word “Oreos” on the box

When they only pack one serving.

Also, why’ve I outgrown my socks?

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Language: Olde vs. New

A missionary came to me

And my friend Javier

Asking “Do you accept Jesus

“As your Lord and Savior?”

Another missionary

Fulfilled his role

By asking “Do you want an extended warranty

“For your soul?”

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Pasta My Prime

Tonight my inspiration is limited.

The scope of it is teeny,

So suffice it to say

I found out today

A wimpy Italian is a lingweeny.

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