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Guest Poem From My Wife As She Sits On The Couch Playing Pokemon, Expecting Me To Rub Her Feet
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Poems from My Vacation 4 – Juneau
The capital of Alaska
In the Southeast of the state
Is a street where jewelry stores abound
And shirt shops congregate.
We visited a gold mine
That closed in ‘44
‘Cause everyone’s favorite Austrian
Got the miners sent to war.
We panned for gold, discovering
A treasure to hold dear:
That we’d have died if we’d been born
In a gold rush type of year.
On every side were waterfalls
And the sun was warm and high.
Overall a decent town
Provided it’s July.
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Then Vs. Now
Love is a multistage aerobic capacity test that progressively gets more difficult as it continues.
Love will begin in 30 seconds. Line up at the start. The running speed starts slowly, but gets faster each minute after you hear this signal: (“I do”)
A single lap should be completed each time you hear this sound. (“Honey, why is the cat hairless?”)
Remember to run in a straight line, and run as long as possible. The second time you fail to complete a lap before the sound, your test is over. The test will begin on the word start.
On your mark, get ready, start.
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Elite Athletes Need Specific Food? Nah… Be Vegan
There once were olympics in Paris
Whose food service tends to embarrass.
They said “Earth’s getting hot!
“Eat le meat you will not
“But you’ll have un grande vue from the terrace.”
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Canadian Shower Thoughts
I think hockey is entertaining,
But what sport wouldn’t be great
If you just changed the rules so players
All had to wear ice skates?
Baseball would be more exciting!
Football would be even more cool!
Soccer would be… well, still boring
But there’s exceptions to every rule.
In fact, if we looked beyond athletes
And made everyone skate every day
We’d probably be happy and peaceful.
(At least it worked out for Norway)
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Poems from My Vacation 3 – Elevator Mullet Kid
Some folks take vacations
To get away from work,
But for one young man employment
Was instead a travel perk.
He spent all seven cruising days
Inside an elevator.
His parents said he shouldn’t be,
But he surprised them later
By pulling out the wads of cash
(Not tips – donations, see?)
Gifted to him by cruisers
On the Ovation of the Sea.
We never learned his name,
Or why he chose vacation there.
We only knew his silly grin
And even sillier hair.
So here’s to you, cruise mullet kid
Who helped us get around!
Whenever you turn 21
We’ll all buy you a round.
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Poems from My Vacation 2 – Blackjack
There we were upon the sea
And looking for some fun.
We got a wad of dollar bills
To go play 21.
We sat upon a padded stool
And bet our livelihood.
Some hands didn’t go so well
(As math suggests it should).
However, one fine gentleman
Who couldn’t hear a word
Was tipping well the dealer
And flipping math the bird.
Overall we lost a bit
But had a lot of fun.
Also, I know why cruise ships
Don’t let you pack a gun.
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Welcome Home
I’m back from my vacation
And my entire body hurts.
My throat is sore, my feet are tired,
And my nose occasionally squirts.
My head is full of dizzies
And my toes are cold as ice
But the pictures on my cell phone
Look really, really nice!
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Poems from My Vacation 1 – Breakfast
Be me on the ocean
On my early morning jaunt
And I’m greeted on the stairway
By a chocolate croissant.
It’s sitting on a marble step,
Uneaten, undisturbed,
And it greets me silently,
Melty and unperturbed.
Part of me is hungry
And would gladly pick it up
But my wife holds my left hand
And my right hand holds a cup.
Instead I bend my pelvis
And my knees caress the floor
And in one delicious moment
The croissant is no more.
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The Daily Travesty 