Anna Banana

Once there was a little girl

They called her Anna Banana

She loved to eat anything

Anna Banana

She liked strawberries

Anna Banana

She liked mashed potatoes

Anna Banana

She liked flaming hot cheetos

Anna Banana

She liked to eat everything

Anna Banana

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May 10, 2018 at 08:08AM
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brevity

If brevity be the soul of wit

It seems it might be clever to quit

When the words recorded are just enough

To say what is meant without any fluff

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November 09, 2017 at 08:53AM
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Sonnet

Upon a summer's day, I thought I'd write a sonnet

And so I went down to the store and bought myself a bonnet.

Uncertain as to how it is a poet makes a rhyme,

I thought a while and finally said, "I'll just take my time."

I picked out words that made me glad,

Eschewing words that don't.

I left out words that made me sad,

Employing those that won't.

The teacher said I'd messed it up

Because I didn't know

Th'importance of the rhyming scheme

And how it was supposed to go

I said, "I don't care, teacher, dear, ultimate form is formless

The Petrarchans couldn't stand Shakespeare. Perfect art is normless."

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July 31, 2017 at 12:17PM
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My First World Problem

There's so much to do

Before I am through

So much to see

While I am still me

Not enough time

To make it all rhyme

Can't move fast enough

To do all the stuff

That I'd like to do

Before I am through

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July 30, 2017 at 03:51PM
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-ist

Making art makes an artist

Playing a bass makes a bassist

Making charts makes a chartist

So running a race makes... a racist?

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July 20, 2017 at 05:50PM
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Neither

Neither teacher nor a student be

But keep yourself always free

Of needing to prove that you're the best.

You're unique, like all the rest.

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July 18, 2017 at 11:24AM
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Libertarian

There are so many things that I want

And virtues I would so love to flaunt

    If I do have free will

    And can choose good or ill

I should always be good but I Kant

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July 17, 2017 at 10:26AM
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Canteloupe

There once was an antelope

Who loved a sweet canteloupe

    "Come with me, my dear;

    We'll wed far from here."

Said the melon, "I can't elope."

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July 17, 2017 at 10:21AM
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