Category: Original Content

On Cape Cod, a house grand and planned

On Cape Cod, a house grand and planned,
Was built on unstable loose sand.
The wind and the sea,
Said, “This won’t ever be!”
Now it sinks, as it can’t hope to stand.

In Pennsylvania, a crime quite egg-streme

In Pennsylvania, a crime quite egg-streme,
A heist of eggs—like a yolky dream.
Police try to crack,
But clues they still lack,
It’s an egg-sistential mystery, it would seem!

A falconer working for Lazio’s crest

A falconer working for Lazio’s crest,
Posted photos that weren’t his best.
An implant, you see,
Caused much publicity,
So they fired him—Lazio’s stressed!

Four monkeys who’d long been astray

Four monkeys who’d long been astray,
In South Carolina did play.
For months they ran free,
Climbing every tall tree,
‘Til at last they were caught yesterday!

In Scotland, a curious stand

In Scotland, a curious stand,
“No bans on our cats,” they’ve planned.
With a flick of their tails,
Through the Highlands they sail,
Forever to roam through the land!

There once was a leader-to-be

There once was a leader-to-be,
Whose ties caused a scandalous spree.
“Collusion!” they cried,
Yet she still turned the tide,
Now she heads up the famed intel tree.

In the halls where the bureaucrats roam

In the halls where the bureaucrats roam,
Twenty thousand have chosen to roam.
With a buyout in hand,
They have left their command,
Leaving desks in the government home.

Some fools made a choice in a flash

Some fools made a choice in a flash,
Which led to a market-wide crash.
They tripped in their haste,
Their money laid waste,
Then stepped into dog shit—what trash!

There once was a man in D.C.

There once was a man in D.C.,
Who taxed goods from land and the sea.
He spared China some strain,
Said, “You’ll all feel the pain,”
While his fortune kept him carefree!

There once was a man named Musk,

There once was a man named Musk,
Whose power spread thick as dusk.
He bought up the sky, the roads, oh my!
Now laws bend to his every tusk.

But hope still remains in the fight,
A plumber will set things aright.
With a jump and a “Wahoo!”—Elon is through,
Luigi will ghost-bust the blight!

There once was a man in a storm,

There once was a man in a storm,
Who should have shown kindness as norm.
But he scoffed at D.E.I.,
Let good judgment fly,
And strayed far from decent reform.

In office just days, Trump’s begun,

In office just days, Trump’s begun,
Promised much, but delivered on none.
From tariffs to walls,
His agenda now stalls,
Leaving many surprised and undone.

In the Rotunda, Trump’s oath was declared,

In the Rotunda, Trump’s oath was declared,
With just 700 seats to be shared.
From 250,000 to this,
An inaugural miss,
Yet his fervor was still unimpaired.

There once was a man, frail and gray,

There once was a man, frail and gray,
Who feared what his own folks might say.
A snowflake’s mere fall,
Had him fleeing the hall,
As his boldness dissolved clean away.

A sinkhole, so sudden and wide,

A sinkhole, so sudden and wide,
Swallowed the field from the side.
On a limestone mine built,
The ground felt no guilt,
Leaving players with nowhere to slide.

In Missouri, a lake’s gone amiss,

In Missouri, a lake’s gone amiss,
An alligator’s causing such bliss.
Residents, take heed,
Stay away, don’t you plead,
From this reptile, give it a miss!

In Connecticut, trouble did loom,

In Connecticut, trouble did loom,
A manure truck met with its doom.
Homes and yards, what a sight,
Covered fully in blight,
In a smelly, feces-filled gloom.

A gamer from Jersey took flight,

A gamer from Jersey took flight,
To Florida, seething with spite.
In a smelly display,
He flew all the way,
For an unwashed dispute-fueled fight.

To the city of fish they all haste,

To the city of fish they all haste,
For a cure they believe isn’t waste.
With fish down the throat,
They cherish the hope,
Asthma’s grip might soon be erased.

Cicada fans gather with glee,

Cicada fans gather with glee,
To feast on their finds from the tree.
They craft with the shells,
And in kitchens, they dwell,
Turning bugs into art and a tea.

Elephants, wise in their fame,

Elephants, wise in their fame,
Call each other by a unique name.
For humans, quite sly,
They likely imply,
A dirty nickname with no shame.

An old train driver, eighty-one

An old train driver, eighty-one,
Still worked though her race was near run.
With one foot in the grave,
She still felt quite brave,
But perhaps it’s time she was done.

A brown bear with a taste for a spree

A brown bear with a taste for a spree,
Kept breaking in homes for a tea.
He’d sneak in at night,
Cause quite a fright,
Not a black bear, but bold as could be.

In Denmark, they fear spicy bites

In Denmark, they fear spicy bites,
For it leads to uncomfortable nights.
With peppers, they quit,
To avoid liquid shits,
And stick to their mild food delights.

A monkey in North Carolina once fled,

A monkey in North Carolina once fled,
With mischief and chaos ahead.
But he found his old mate,
In a joyful twist of fate,
And threw poop just to say, “I’m not dead!”

There once was a man, such a brute,

There once was a man, such a brute,
Whose meaty obsession took root.
He’d feast without measure,
But faced a tough pleasure,
For his loo visits were quite the dispute.

There once was a goldfish, you see,

There once was a goldfish, you see,
Found on a doctor’s lawn, a mystery,
Seconds from death it lay,
But went viral that day,
In the U.K., a fish’s tale of glee!

There once was a couple so keen,

There once was a couple so keen,
Magnet fishing, a curious scene,
In the depths they did delve,
A safe they did shelve,
With over $100,000, a dream!

Hurricane season is here, brace and hold tight,

Hurricane season is here, brace and hold tight,
Winds howl, waves crash, it’s quite a fright,
With a doozy on the way,
Storms dance and sway,
Stay safe, prepare, through the day and the night!

In a Finnish library, a tale of delight

In a Finnish library, a tale of delight,
An overdue book, returned in the night,
84 years it did roam,
To its rightful home,
A tome so long, what a sight!

A man, with his nose, quite the feat,

A man, with his nose, quite the feat,
Typed records with snot and saliva, so neat,
Faster than light,
In a curious sight,
Nose on keyboard, his victory complete!

There once were CEOs, stars so bright,

There once were CEOs, stars so bright,
With paychecks reaching an extraordinary height,
While workers toil away,
With little pay, day by day,
“Eat the rich!” the people cry, in the fight.

In the world of stocks, a trend took flight,

In the world of stocks, a trend took flight,
GameStop’s rise soared to astonishing height,
A meme stock reborn,
With profits adorn,
Investors cheered, what a sight!

A Madonna fan with skin adorned

A Madonna fan with skin adorned,
Tattoos of her, oh so adorned.
From head to the toe,
Her likeness does show,
In ink, her obsession’s reborn.

At ninety, he still takes the wheel

At ninety, he still takes the wheel,
In his truck, he finds life’s appeal.
While others may scoff,
He won’t trade it off,
For him, driving’s the ultimate zeal.

In traffic’s chaotic dance hall

In traffic’s chaotic dance hall,
Diamond interchanges stand tall.
With bridges they’re kissed,
As roads intertwist,
Guiding cars, one and all.

In a Thai town, chaos did brew

In a Thai town, chaos did brew,
Marauding monkeys, a troublesome crew.
Lock them up, they decree,
Send them far out to sea,
Peace restored, the townsfolk pursue.

In Tennessee, a twisted charade

In Tennessee, a twisted charade,
Racist cops in the shadows played.
A year they did wait,
To sling charges, their hate,
Justice delayed, but not swayed.

In Westeros, where plots twist and turn

In Westeros, where plots twist and turn,
George RR Martin’s words, fans yearn.
But Hollywood’s embrace,
Brings a different pace,
As they stray, the fans start to discern.

Adaptations, they claim, need a tweak,
But George, with a sigh, starts to speak:
“They forsake what’s true,
For a new point of view,
And the essence they constantly seek.”

So heed the author’s wise advice,
Stick close to the source, don’t roll the dice.
For when trust is lost,
At a terrible cost,
The fans’ love turns to cold as ice.

In Korea, a tale of dismay

In Korea, a tale of dismay,
Trash-filled balloons drift in the fray.
With each poop-filled flight,
It’s a smelly plight,
A situation, oh so cliche.

North’s antics, a stinky affair,
Sending dung through the crisp, clean air.
South’s patience wears thin,
As the odors begin,
A diplomacy gone beyond repair.

In Louisiana’s bayou so deep

In Louisiana’s bayou so deep,
Extremists, in faith, take a leap.
Forcing kids to read,
Their beliefs, a creed,
Ignoring the law’s sacred keep.

With church and state meant to be parted,
Their actions leave many dishearted.
In textbooks, they preach,
Beyond their own reach,
Their agenda, the law has thwarted.

Yet still, they persist in their quest,
Ignoring what’s right, what’s best.
But the law stands firm,
Their zeal they must squirm,
For freedom demands this be addressed.