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I Realized Recently That I Have Been Writing Very Short Poems With Extremely Long Titles, And I’d Just Like To Say That After Today That Won’t Happen Anymore… Probably

I’m just sayin’.

Feel free to weigh in.

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Back To The Future XVII

Today is my birthday.

I’m seven days old.

From now on when they tell me

“Park the DeLorean”

I’ll do what I’m told.

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The Sexiest Acronym

There’s this fellow they call Y.I.

Everyone wants to F him, but why?

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The Pane Of Homophones

Sum folks dont knead it.

Other folks dew.

Eye’m speaking of coarse

Of voice two text apps. Dew ewe?

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The Next Humane Society Jingle

It’s the summer time

And it isn’t snowing.

The house needs cleaning,

The grass meeds mowing.

There’s no place to park

And the clouds have gone gray

But my heart’s light and sunny

‘Cause I neuter and spay.

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Because There Are No Celebrities Named Cow

I have a pet dog

Named “Bounty Hunter.”

I have a pet cow named “Hog.”

I’ve got to say

It’s easier

To find a good name for a dog.

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We’re All The Same… Now Obey Me

One of the wonderful aspects

Of writing poetry

Is seeing how total strangers

Find a common way to see.

We all saw the red wheelbarrow,

And the raven to all of us did quoth.

We all like green eggs and ham

Without needing to try both.

So go on and like this poem.

You’ll feel great if you do

And everyone who likes it is your friend.

With that shameless plug, toodaloo!

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This Poem Is As Funny As You Are

Why did the [subject]

[action in past-tense]?

Because [satisfying irony],

But that’s just my two cents.

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Alas, I Have Succumbed 

I broke a lifelong promise

And I signed up for Twitter.

I did it without fireworks

And very little glitter.

I probably won’t post too much

But you never know.

May as well go follow me

To read the end of this po…
David Kappele @Daily_Travesty

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Maybe I Should Quit Looking Online

My perfect girl is tallish,

Between 4’6″ and 6’11”.

She’s morally relatable,

Bound for either Hell or Heaven.

My perfect girl has two eyeballs,

Or maybe one or three.

They could be green or blue or brown

Or red. It’s all good for me.

My perfect girl has some fingers

And a near-equal number of toes.

I’m sorry that I have to be picky

But she must have fewer than two torsoes.

My perfect girl comes in all shapes

Yet all I seem to find

Are the 7’0″ five-yellow-eyed, limbo-bound, poly-torsoed

Asymnetrically-finger/toed kind.

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