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03/21/20: My Favorite Son Is Virus-Proof

March 21, 2020March 21, 2020 iambanapestabort, aborted, abortion, abortion makes the heart grow fonder, coronavirus, covid-19, dime, don't touch your face, emerge, exhortation, fatherhood, favorite son, Golden Trump, imaginary fatherhood, limerick, paterfamilias, poem, poet, poetry, prime, slime, Trump, Trump limerick, Trump poetry, virus-proofLeave a comment

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03/20/20: We Don’t Have Coronavirus Testing Figured Out Yet, But We Do Have Other Services Up and Running

March 20, 2020March 20, 2020 iambanapestcoronavirus, covid-19, cremation, disease, drive-through, drive-thru, enabling, entrepreneurship, illness, limerick, Mother, poem, poet, poetry, prognosis, psychosis, sibling grift synergy, testing, Trump, Trump limerick, Trump poetryLeave a comment

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03/19/20: The Party of Health Care! ~ IX (Covid-19 Codicil)

March 19, 2020March 19, 2020 iambanapestair, choir, coronavirus, covid-19, death, die, expire, fudge, lungs, party of health care, poem, poet, poetry, Senate, sludge, Trump, Trump judge, Trump limerick, Trump poetryLeave a comment

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03/18/20: If/When This Virus Kills Me, the White House Press Office Has Options

March 18, 2020March 18, 2020 iambanapestbath, bathtub, Burger King, choking, common household accidents, coronavirus, corpse, covid-19, glorious sight, journalist, limerick, math, math is hard, poem, poet, poetry, Stephanie Grisham, Trump, Trump limerick, Trump poetry, virus, White House Press Office, WhopperLeave a comment

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03/17/20: The Truer the Statement, the Less Likely I Am to Make It Aloud

March 17, 2020March 17, 2020 iambanapestbeached, canned laughter, coronavirus, covid-19, crying, fucked up, I don't understand, I fucked up, I fucked up and everyone died, laughter, lies, limerick, low tide, poem, poet, poetry, silence, Trump, Trump limerick, Trump poetry, truth, weepingLeave a comment

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03/16/20: Life Hacks From a Yankee Doodle Dandy Who’s Scared Shitless

March 16, 2020March 16, 2020 iambanapestair freshener, American cheese, bone saw, coronavirus, covid-19, deathbed, disease, getting old men laid, Glade, grenades, life hack, limerick, money, poem, poet, poetry, quarantine, scared shitless, Trump, Trump limerick, Trump poetry, yankee doodle dandyLeave a comment

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03/15/20: The Closest Thing to an Apology You’re Ever Going to Get From God

March 15, 2020March 15, 2020 iambanapestapology, Battle Hymn of the Republic, boob, fine tuning, fjord, God, Jesus, limerick, Lordly boredom, lube, orange, poem, poet, poetry, Sweet Jesus, terrible swift sword, Trump, Trump limerick, Trump poetryLeave a comment

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