A vocalized Seuss-a-doodle
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Holy cannoli!
Bagels and lox!
Spilled aioli
In my cardboard box!
All of it smelled
My clothes and Prime
Where aioli dwelled
And arrived on time.
You would think
The driver would see
A box that stinks
He has a degree!
International Relation
His…
Haiku-ing
Radiohead is
More cerebral than degrees,
The academy
That priced me out of
Buying a house and other
Luxuries that were
Formerly known as
Amenities lost in time
We’re amnesiacs.
S/o to Jessica Lee McMillan and MDSHall for the virtual poetic inspiration; s/o to Thom/Jonny/Ed/Colin/Phil for the music; s/o to…
A rap poem
Words can neither say
Nor accurately portray
My loathe of the selfie
Please, God help me.
The selfie is worse
Than raw bratwurst
Shoved in a cone
Of an expired scone
The selfie reflects
It truly projects
Our disgusting consumerism
Me, myself, ’n’ I’s the only “ism.”
The selfie connects
With…
