Comedy

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Schooled in hard knock...

Schooled in hard knock sufferance... -

soulful scribe matt er fact - seeks solemn sanctuary

Despite always pledging
allegiance to...

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My Nephew's Crazy Wish

My Nephew's Crazy Wish

When my nephew's wish didn't come true, he wanted to be dead.
He wanted his teddy bear to come to...

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An Abominable Yeti

An Abominable Yeti

He has the hairiest face that I have ever seen....the last time that he shaved was when he was eighteen,...

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The Duck That Laid Golden Eggs

The Duck That Laid Golden Eggs

(Inspired by 'The Golden Goose' fairytale.)

I have a story about why my ex-girlfriend sucks....

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Wonder

Wonder

Its been fifty long years, I say.
I have wrote every single day.
The reviews I get aren't,...

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Across the Pond

Across the Pond

Two old timers
Chatting in a bar,
One of them was local
The other from afar…
...

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That clandestine character ?

That clandestine character ?

There’s a clandestine character hiding under a blanket of boring grey tho the weather forecast looks...

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Heist

Heist

I slipped Ole Saint Nicky
A Christmas mickey
As he hummed silent night

Being nice is...

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buggy(9-15-19)

on sand
with buddies
in the wind

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Golf Foxtrot Yankee

Golf Foxtrot Yankee

I love
speaking
In
Code
Especially
When
I am
Among
...

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Golf Foxtrot Yankee

I love
speaking
In
Code
Especially
When
I am
Among
...

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Lindsay’s Chickens ???

Lindsay’s Chickens ???

Maisie, Tikka & Mabel are my neice’s three pet hens but they have to be segregated in the coop pens .....

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My Stolen General Lee

My Stolen General Lee

Last week while I slept, my damn neighbor decided to rob me.
He stole my car which was an identical...

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How Masterpieces are Born

How Masterpieces are Born

Woke up
to take
A piss
Words
Scrambling
through
My
Head...

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CREATURE OF HABIT ALWAYS

Creature of habit always goes to bed at eight
Never a minute before and never a minute late
...

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What's In Store

What's In Store

After my number
was proclaimed

I went to the counter
to claim my prize

The...

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MOB HIT

MOB HIT

Word
was
An olive branch
Was extended
As I was directed
To get in...