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Golden Rules At the Finest Schools

I sent my daughter to the finest schools
     where she learned all the golden rules

   Race-baiting pays, one's pronouns are weighed
     with marijuana fill up the ashtrays 

   'B-' student in high school, all 'A's' in college
     'Hmmm,' I thought to myself, 'No way!'

   Then I glanced at the names of her courses
     'Kweer Poetry' and 'Intro to Transphobic Horses'

   So, I told my daughter she'd have to transfer
     into 'Business' ~ to be a hemp entrepeneur

Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023

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David Fisher Date: 10/19/2023 5:35:00 PM Another apt poem on those whacky wokies. Love the business decision at the end! Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 10/19/2023 6:28:00 PM Strictly business, David -- monkey business!

Kim Rodrigues Date: 10/19/2023 5:56:00 AM Reminds me of my dad telling my daughter: Sure get a belly ring, just don’t install it. (Those Dad one liners are priceless) Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 10/19/2023 6:33:00 PM Hahahahaha. Dad jokes are the best!!

John Lawless Date: 10/19/2023 5:48:00 AM sadly they can't spell C A T but they know all its pronouns... Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 10/19/2023 6:34:00 PM They can spell cat, but they don't know what it/he/she/they/we mean.

Karen Jones Date: 10/18/2023 7:48:00 PM This made me giggle. Great you are a supportive dad. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 10/19/2023 6:36:00 PM I try my best with my kids. Often feel like a failure...