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Whatchamacallit

A total whatchamacallit,
That absolute kinda deal;
We'll never know what it looks like,
Nor how it might taste or feel.
But we'll always recognize it
The minute it's not in sight.
And if you say you're skeptical,
A brouhaha you'll ignite.

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Ode To Dyslexics -- a Soccer Poem

Woe is us, we wretched Dyslexicons,
We visionary thinking paragons,
We the summer-school-room-dwelling patsies,
We the ostracized by Spelling Nazis.

(sorry, lied about the soccer)

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Seahawkishness

The outlook was sanguinity, 
For the Seahawks on that day;
Last seven of the enemy,
They'd easily put away.

However, from the starting kick,
And through the first three quarters,
The Seahawks were the sort of sick    
That needs Docs Without Borders.

Then, when it looked to be over, 
And they heard the death rattle, 
Lucky charm and four-leaf clover,
The Hawks re-joined the battle.

Suddenly, the lads came to life
With purpose and precision!
Every play was with panache rife,
To winning bomb decision!

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Fashion Girl

She is just the height of fash.
Never could her clobber clash.
Whether dolled demure or dash,
Ever makes a splendid splash!

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The Conservation of Good

Energy is never
Created nor destroyed
Hence sweet souls must ever
Be sweetly redeployed

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The Dream

Ting-a-ling the sirens rang
The guns went bark and dogs bang
Then, chirp chirp the cats sang
I'd escaped the chain gang

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Art Girl

'Tis so, I adore a polychromatic Muse.
She's a plethora of jolly dramatic hues.
Not to bore yuh surely with rant sophomoric,
But her aura is purely phantasmagoric.

I hear people ask, “Am I her signif other?"
But fear she might see me as only a brother.
It is quite fantabulous and those sorts of things;
So we, the two of us, will be looking at rings.

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Doggerel Daze

We suffer that lyrical curse,
The scribbling of unrefined verse.
'Tis Duggan's "Doggerelitis";
And teachers ironically fight us,
Like being beat up by your nurse.

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Big Fun At Club Gun

Whenever it seems that peace may break out,
Sabres start rattling, and brave leaders shout:
“Are you talkin' to me?” “Are you talkin’ to me?”
And the sh!t hits the fan, so we all can stay free.

God, for sure, is on our side,
Where the brave and free reside.
As long as we keep sayin' our prayers, 
He ain't never gonna be on theirs.

And always are small arms okay.
Never mind who's caught in harm's way.
Everybody's got the right to buy and bear 'em.
If folks toughen up, it ain't a-gonna scare 'em.

So we got us one or two nuts,
Spillin' a bit of blood and guts,
Praise the Lord, and pass the ammo.
Dress the people all in camo.

If you're a-wantin' to get to Paradise,
You gotta be a-flauntin’ the merchandise. 
Semi or fully automatic,
Whichever makes you most dramatic.

Armour piercin' and hollow point,
Whatever helps you clear the joint.
Launchers of grenade and rocket.
Get your favourite – load and lock it.

On our show, they're droppin' the curtain. 
Snowflake liberals are makin' certain.
So we might as well go out a-blastin'
Leave an impression, forever lastin'.

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Bipolarity, Not Such a Rarity

Everyone, a bit bipolar be;
It is the nature of our planet.
If you do not with this fact agree,
Just go upon the Web and scan it.

The strange duality of humans –
As all the shrink-ologists well know –
Can make of us a bunch of Truman’s –
Each our own comedy-drama show.

If it sometimes seems a bit too cray,
Worry not – thank the stars above you.
Never feel that you have lost your way;
Friends, family, dog, will always love you.