It’s capitalism after it shed its skin

When I ask myself if I might be wrong, there’s a whole lot of red tape

Like everyone else I dealt with My anonymity By becoming A recluse

Failure to pay the narcissistic wa… results in a fit of rage that cannot be assuaged short of an all against all rampag…

Were I not happily married to my Jewish bride I would have happily lived out the rest of my days none the wiser

We have achieved the classless society: eve– rything is tacky

When the dull knives are out and you say all the approved thing… in all the approved ways you have proved the silencing of dissent

The answer man is left with a ques… What does a woman want? The question woman is stuck with a… A good man is hard to find but eas…

Don’t fear death– Time is the chisel With which we sculpt the infinite Or if, like me, you work with word… Each day is a first edition

Our phones are latched to our face… Exactly like the Facehugger in Al… Rendering us passive As our phones insert the bioweapon We call fear

Why is there something rather than nothing? Because nothing is impossible

In this earthly abode ‘Twas sadness that flowed With each new download Of binary code To ease our workload

In counting on finding our own gra… We counted our chickens before the… And now our chickens have come hom… In the form of the internet’s cons… And there’s just one chicken–

It takes talent to write a hit pie… but anyone can write a puff piece that in thirty years will read as a hit piece

Human cloning only started to take… Once it became clear that The original becomes a copy of the…