Maybe ‘cuz I grew up in the city

I’d rather write something a bit witty

About wild animals in the range

Than go up to them and try to exchange

Pleasantries and some nice greetings fulfilled

Since it seems doing so can get you killed.

Memorial Day is a time to thank

Those who think of others, not their own bank.

Throughout our history so many have died

To provide us our freedom, and some pride.

Over one million have sacrificed all…

Do something for others to honor their fall.

It all went down on a flight on Southwest

The discount airline that’s known for the best

Airfare you can find to get where you want.

No frills or fanfare on this little jaunt.

Maybe you shouldn’t get punched in the eyes,

But it never promoted “friendly skies…”

Forest management must be very tough

And I have no clue what it takes to snuff

Out a fire burning hard in the woods

But it seems this crew didn’t bring the goods.

Their miss on this one is tragic and sad

Mismanagement, or just luck that was bad?

I’ve thought for some time this would be the case

For the next decade we should simply brace

And prepare for the fact that it’s with us.

So we should get on board this high speed bus

And learn to deal with a new fact of life.

Evolve or die, that’s the edge of the knife.

So billions of dollars have been spent

And buyers now wonder where it all went.

Who would have thought buying digital art

Just may not have been really all that smart?

Maybe the same folks who also believe

Buying digital land is quite naïve.

The Second Amendment guarantees rights.

And do guns kill people? No! That just bites.

So it does seem just a little bit odd

That when it comes to this NRA god

No guns are allowed… It’s all very strange!

They have different rules for when they’re in range.

The problem it seems has something to do

With the small fact that yoga is Hindu…

So Satan has bound himself to that faith

And is now using Barbie as a wraith!

The whole thing sure does not seem very Zen,

Oh by the way, has anyone seen Ken…?

For those who are old enough to recall

This sucks for the guy who can see through a wall.

Telephone booths are where Clark Kent would go

To change into tights so no one would know

That he was Superman! But now he’s estranged…

I mean, where’s a guy supposed to get changed?!

Hard to imagine he’s lost any sleep

And I doubt very much he’s counting sheep.

You can’t make the appointments that he did

Then worry the outcomes will make you skid.

Unless, of course, he really is that thick,

Not acting the part of an impulsive tick.