Tag Archives: Silly

Where Mein Readers Aht?

As a blogger, it’s satisfying

When I get a notification

That says a lot of people are viewing my site

And I check on the location

And see three-hundred thirty-seven

Views from Germany

And I know that for some reason

The spambots have chosen me.

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Just 51 More Years To Effective Governance

Little do we know that Mr. Beast

Has been filming a new video

That he started in 1776

And here’s how it will go:

“I locked every good politician

“In a cage for 300 years

“And if they stay the whole time

“They’ll be recognized by their peers.”

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Abs for the Sedentary

There once was a gym teacher, Hank

Who I for one think we should thank.

He said, “Movement is bad

“And it makes me sad”

And so he invented the plank.

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Spill The Tea, Casper

What if ghosts just fly around

To dig up the gossip on you

And that’s why they’re hiding under the sheets

And always whispering “OoOoOohhhh”?

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True Story (Unfortunately)

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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Public Transit Life Hack

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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7-9-7

If you make a long haiku

With too many syllables in it

Nothing changes. Lighten up.

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And Then When WordPress Deletes Your Spaces Upon Publishing So You Have To Right/Center Align Stuff Instead… That’s Having An Editor!

poetry

is the art

of making things

really hard to

read

through

arbitrary

spacing

and forgetting to capitalize words

Unless

They

Make

An

impact

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Nightmare? Or Dream Job?

Curtains rise. Spotlight.

I am in my underwear.

Modeling is weird.

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He’s Exploring Alternate Channels…

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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