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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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Dear Weirdos

To the girl with funny yellow shoes

And the deaf guy who would sign the blues:

I hope you never have to choose

Between yourself and “normal.”

To the folks who love their face tattoos

And the ones who never drink the booze:

I hope you never, ever lose

Conviction just to be formal.

To the historians and dreamers,

The philosophers and schemers,

The poets and the memers

And the “just-plain-downright-odd”s:

I hope you never lose the spark

To make a name or leave a mark

Because few of us can parallel park

And fewer still are gods.

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The Little Things

You know when you’re eating the pasta

That’s shaped liked a little wheat shell

And they stick on your tongue while you eat them

And you feel like the whole world is well?

Or how ‘bout when you’re dehydrated

And your pee is all yellow and bright

And the pee-water gets kinda cloudy

And you flush and it all feels alright?

I like that just-popped-a-zit feeling

And that “earwax is washed away” calm.

It’s just me? That may be, but I’m hoping

You find your own commonplace balm.

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Shower Thoughts

What if we’re all identical twins

But, when we’re born, the nurse

Gets out an ultra-mega laser

And sets it to “reverse”

And our baby brain goes back in time

To when everyone was biologically unique

And we grow up thinking we’re special

Until the Invisible Ones start to speak?

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The Power Of Comparison

If you ask guests at a restaurant

“Would you like to try the lamb?”

They might say “yes”, or maybe “no”,

Or “I don’t give a damn.”

But if you ask those same guests

If they prefer starfish tartar

You’ll find them much more likely

To prefer the lamb by far.

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My Inner Child Is Sitting Down, But All The Other Inner Children Are Standing Up And Moving

Sammeeches are yummiyums

And cheekens good in bellies

And I like grapes and appleswoss

And chocolate-caramellies.

I can eat twenty tootsie rollups

And an asparagoos stawck as well.

I’m a master of munching and yummiyums

But not twalking or nowing how to spell.

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Still Better Than The Crap You Read In High School

I was sick of using imagination

So I Googled “Poetry Inspiration”.

The website said “Write a poem about

“Blue sand and red crabs.”

Thus: Two crabs, clad in vermillion

Brought in cash about a million

And they bought the really good stuff

That they make in science labs.

They cut it with their claws

And broke like fifty laws

But by the end their point of view

Was “Drugs are good and sand is blue”.

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When Your Wife Meets The Minotaur And Has To Give Birth In An Echoey Cave

Mary had a little lamb

Little lamb

Little lamb…

Mary had a little lamb

And the obstetrician fainted

Fainted

Fainted…

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I Hope I Never Have To Read This Poem Out Loud

For every book ever written

And every food ever bitten

There’s that one guy who is not admittin’

He doesn’t know how to pronounce the word “chitin”.

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English

If “baby” is an infant

And “baby” means a loved one

And “baby” is taking care of people

And “baby” is an easily-offended someone

Then the act of taking care of

A weak beloved child

Is to baby your baby baby baby

And baby, I think that’s wild!

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