I’m not too good at poetry
So instead of trying to push
I’ve decided to stop my poetry
And just write poebush.
I’m not too good at poetry
So instead of trying to push
I’ve decided to stop my poetry
And just write poebush.
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Crazy little slave
Killed an army just for kicks.
Better train the kid!
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I wished to be a poet. I thought that would be fine
But I had to be a sailor; I could only write two lines
And a gee and a hey and doodle dawdle yah!
Oh my English class was easy, that much is very true,
But I’d only write twelve syllables and not a whole haiku
And a gee and a hey and doodle dawdle yah!
But if you have no talent for stayin’ ‘round a while
They told me that the Navy would snap me up and smile
And a gee and a hey and doodle dawdle yah!
Turns out in the Navy there’s a whole entire job
For writing two line songs to sing while cleanin’ with a swab
And a gee and a hey and doodle dawdle yah!
My captain has a button that can nuke our enemies
But I can make him tap his foot across the seven seas
And a gee and a hey and doodle dawdle yah!
And a gee!
And a hey!
And doodle
Dawdle
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
(Mic drop)
It’s been 6 hours since Donald
Gave a speech at Capitol Hill
Expressing his opinions
And imposing his Donaldly will
But the question that America
Will be asking is not about that.
Instead, we’re asking what’s the deal
With Melania’s mile-wide hat.
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So I got a notification
That says God is following my blog…

I guess I’m no longer an atheist
And perhaps I should learn how to jog?
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If your Weiner is white
Or your Weiner is black
You’ll be alright.
I’ll cut you some slack;
If your Weiner is red
Or your Weiner is yellow
You might have a problem.
But I know a fellow!
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Today I went back to work
And I had an amazing day
That was absolutely fantastic
In every single way!
I got paid well and my colleagues
Are fine, upstanding folks
And I’m sharing this with you
So I don’t get fired for writing jokes.
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My wife is ultradorable
And superfect as well.
I think she’s megawesome
And my only fear is she’ll
Come home with a horse one day
That she was drunkenjoying
Because, although she’s gigamazing,
She can be equestriannoying.
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I think we need a theme park
Called IQ Test Land
Where every ride is deadly
(Intentionally planned)
And a prize will be given
To the one lucky guest
Who survives on the rides
Longer than all the rest.
It’s not a solution
Without any flaws
And may be against
International laws
But in the week that its open
The world will be cleared
Of many a person
Who think seat belts are weird.
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I had a lovely afternoon
About which you’ll never hear
Because I’m saving the clever poems
For probably sometime next year.
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