Tonight, when playing pickleball
I did a little dance
While trying to smack that fickle ball
And oops! I ripped my pants!
I learned to play more cautiously.
Also, for what it’s worth
I’ve secured my reputation
As the whitest man on Earth.
Tonight, when playing pickleball
I did a little dance
While trying to smack that fickle ball
And oops! I ripped my pants!
I learned to play more cautiously.
Also, for what it’s worth
I’ve secured my reputation
As the whitest man on Earth.
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If you say “Sentimental Salamander” ten times
Then bellow, “Meet your doom”
People on the train will give you space
So yay to more leg room!
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If you make a long haiku
With too many syllables in it
Nothing changes. Lighten up.
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Curtains rise. Spotlight.
I am in my underwear.
Modeling is weird.
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There once was a man in DC
Who wrote bill A11-03.
Before it was codified
Its contents were modified
And now it’s illegal to pee.
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Are you ugly?
Do you have a small penis?
Can you delineate the difference
Between a species and a genus?
If you answered no
To any of these questions
Then you’ll enjoy my poetry!
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My travel agent pats my back
And loads me in the trough
And says “You’re saving CO2”
And then I’m taking off.
*Short for “Trebuchet Substitute Anyone?”
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As television became popular
Cannon deaths at sea have decreased
So I will continue to watch TV
And be grateful that I’m not deceased.
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