Feel free to publish, post, or pass on Your Weekly Politickle by F.R. Duplantier:
Yes, we try to be “part of the team,”
But we find ourselves wanting to scream
When what rose to the top –
So-called “cream of the crop” –
Is a rancid and foul sour cream.
From the archive:
There once was a student named Bob
Who stood out from the mortarboard mob;
Now he’s got his diploma,
But he’s caught in a coma
‘Cause he can’t find a well-paying job.
Last week’s limerick:
There’s no need for a war on terror.
Just say no to the c’est-la-guerrer.
Everything will be ducky
As long as we’re lucky
And the terrorist makes an error.