There once was a fogie named Tim.
He took Pokèmon Go for a spin.
He threw all his balls,
Caught naught but guffaws,
And wondered why he didn’t win.
Limerick
Fixing Your Faith
If you find your faith lacks spontaneity,
Or is burdened by homogeneity,
You can either walk out
Or else, scream and shout,
But blame both the priests and the laity.
The Mask
It’s hard to receive
praise when you perceive
yourself as truly, a deceiver.
You’re sure no one knows
the lengths to which you go
to seem the underachiever!
