Comedy

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I relished being hungry for...

I relished being hungry for leftover Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

(a poetic partial fiction
blended, diced, fricaseed,
marinated, mixed, pureed, sautéed,...

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Husband for sale at holiday...

Husband for sale at holiday discounted price

Tongue in cheek
by this moldering hybrid
combination nerd and geek
who suffers...

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Prune juice as effective...

Prune juice as effective emetic

Brainstorming yields casting
the following plumbline
netting genetic, italic, kinetic,...

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THE DOGGY PACK

THE DOGGY PACK

In a world of wagging tails and playful glee,
There lived two dogs, Pedro and Scooby, you see,...

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Nope! I haint gonna crack&...

Nope! I haint gonna crack'n on the heat... just yet

until the cowed chickens come home to roost!

Sunlight streaming thru window
body electric of...

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THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN...

ONE YOU HAVE ALL YOUR MARBLES TWO YOU DON'T LOL

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Thanksgiving gobbledygook

Thanksgiving gobbledygook

The following anecdote baste
upon overactive imagination of mine
in sync with being married...

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=THREE TO TWELVE

GREASE with words added

=THREE TO TWELVE

1970's Do we remember?

Saw it at at the Movies...

Frankie Valli...

Oh my!

...

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WEIRD CLAIM

WEIRD CLAIM

I have heard crazy names of Towns...

Strange names for people...

Some neighborhoods make...

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Love is a Mystery

Love is a Mystery

Here I go again, missing my very best friend
And I hope she's missing me
I know that she...

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Richard Mcgeehan Poem

Poetic license I employ
to match inventive
wisdom and witticism
regarding (brother in...

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A GENTLE REMINDER

A GENTLE REMINDER

This is for the one who asked?

It's okay if you forgot...

If you didn't know...

...

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YOU LOOK CRAZY

YOU LOOK CRAZY

You couldn't burn it with fluid and a flame?

Your President in pictures with a KKK member......

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In The Hands of a Drunken God

An Ode to Blial Cabal

In The Hands of a Drunken God

I stumble awhile, insisting with every step the path is clear
I’ve smiled awhile, ignoring the times...

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Encomium for cumulative...

Encomium for cumulative collection of trash

The pyromaniac within yours truly
beckons sacrificial ritual
mine burning (man's)
...

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PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH

PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH

You make the mess and want us to clean it?

Isn't it enough...

Men are wearing a brassiere...

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Writing a Villanelle

 Writing a Villanelle

An attempt at writing a villanelle
Only a poem, such a simple hunch.
Brains a bit jittery,...