Faked his own demise?
Kaufman, the ‘song and dance man’?
Sadly, he did not.
Sadly, he did not
Feel male. They made a few cuts.
She pole dances now.
She pole dances now
In a hair band’s video
So seductively
So seductively
The way she trims her nose hair
with those bedroom eyes
With those bedroom eyes.
Wrong lyrics again; right ones:
“Bette Davis eyes.”
Bette Davis eyes
Her first poster; thinks, “Oh no,
They misspelt Betty.”
They misspelt Betty.
It has an I-E instead.
Plus a silent J.
Plus a silent J
Like the J in “potpourri”
Invisible, too.
Invisible too,
of course utterly silent
my favorite boss!
My favorite boss
Harrassed me until I asked
her to wed (true tale).
Her to wed (true tale)
was my fond hope, and I did
twenty years ago.
ArchiveGuy, start a thread and tell us that true tale, please!
…twenty years ago
today. Sgt. Pepper taught
the band to play. They’ve…
…become Oasis
But the good news for us is:
Tickets are cheap now!
Tickets are cheap now!
But who wants to see Hung sing?
Masochists, perhaps?
“Masochists, perhaps?”
“Nah, too much Anne Rice trite.”
Writer’s block sure sucks.
triteNESS 
Wrter’s block sure sucks
I can’t finish this poem
What rhymes with berry?
What rhymes with berry?
You just add a few “Y’s” to
George Carlin’s hair poem
George Carlin’s hair ode:
“Where is the hair on my pair?
Nowhere, thanks to Nair!”
“Nowhere, thanks to Nair!”
I have never said that, dude
it just makes me wince