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A Modern Fractured Fairy Tale
So, the yellow brick road was paved with gold covered in green? A modern Fractured Fairy Tale.
Cartoonsday: “Pumpkin spice”
Pumpkin spice
Oh, that pumpkin spice.
Some say, “How nice.”
Some say, “It doesn’t entice.”
In your latte or your cocoa cup,
It’s meant to please, to fill you up.
It’s as though this orange gourd
Was handed down by some manor lord.
But is this what Halloween means?
Lining someone else purse with our green
As we smell it, taste it, baste it,
Living as if we cannot waste it?
Oh, that odorous pumpkin spice,
Coming to offer, to entice.
A little pumpkin can be nice,
But a lot is like having lice.
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“Happy Eve”
Happy Eve
Happy Triskaidekaphobia Eve
To all who practice and believe.
Beware now that sidewalk crack
For you may break your mother’s back.
You’ve probably already broken her heart,
With your non replies or answers smart.
So she has now visited upon you
This Friday day over which to stew.
The Ides of March did Caesar in,
His conspirators waited until the middle to begin.
But this Friday and this thirteen
Stabs without antagonist seen.
There is always one and up to three
To torment you, to not let you be.
So, gird your loins and be on your guard,
Lest you be hoisted by your own petard.
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#triskaidekaphobia #poem #poetry #davidebooker #humor #friday #eve #caesar #march #ides #january #011223 #011323 #2023 #thirteen
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Dear 2023
Dear 2023,
What type of year will you be?
Wild and free
Or consternating me?
O’ 2023,
Could I have a word?
Is it absurd
For me not to have heard
What type of year you will be?
I don’t want to own you.
Not even bone you
But if I phone you,
Would you be the right date for me?
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Dad joke, number 2”
Dad joke, number 2
A dad joke, you can /
always tell, but never can /
you tell it, “Can can.”
#can #can_can #dad #joke #pun #tell #senryu #poem #poetry #haiku #cartoon #pickles #briancrane #davidebooker #december #thursday #122922 #2022
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Christmas tome in the city.
What tome is Santa bringing you?
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