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I would guess that to you it’s a staple But to me, this invention’s a fable Since it’s three decades old (Or so I am told) My microwave lacks a turntable  - Mod M

I write in unbearable heat With a fan or three aimed at my seat And the air outside’s long been Beset by a strong wind Of fires and smoke and defeat  - Mod B

I’m up much too late for my timezone And I’m quickly shoehorning in “crime zone”: I see a canine “Do not cross”, says the line (Perhaps I should stop using RhymeZone)  - Mod M

I just wrote a couplet but knew not The number of syllables you caught: They equalled fourteen And, as such, set the scene For your glorious entrance — haiku-bot!  - Mod B

If one put together, say, three flocks And wanted a taxonomy box, The word ostentation Is one designation For a ludicrous number of peacocks  - Mod B

The man named Gaston loved to eat Breaking fast, he would have Mini Wheats But an empty container Made him a complainer Who’d throw it away and yell “Yeet!”  - Mod M

“Well, I normally would like to grapple this, But I’d rather just visit the chapel, miss” I’ll give you a heads up Those lines were the set up To force the rhyme “Indianapolis”  - Mod M

We thought they'd make Lilith a schemer But "young blood, old souls" would redeem 'er Mod M had a verse writ Expecting some worse shit But hey, that's the life of a memer  - Mod B

We reckon this needs celebration! This started as just recreation But ever since then With you followers ten We say, on to yet more meme-iation!  - Mods E, M, and B

The Sith Lords, of course, we all knew of them I knew that the stories were true of them But all we had planned Had got quite out of hand When realized we, “Now there are two of them!”  - Mod B