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Yes, Batman is just as cool as Joker. Okay? And when did it become okay for one person to try to trademark fish, huh? Because that’s not what Gotham is about! Batman should totally just **** Joker!
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Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 12:56 AM UTC
On Wednesdays we wear Black
Within the idyllic place, where Man and Might sit beyond thunderbolt blights, the average comic goon sings eternal. No tombstone garter waits his limbs, no broken bones a fate to fend; his imagined pains become nonstarter. So to say, the thoughtful rays of sun and moon and bartered goods in page, in morass and rage: Each-every word does matter.
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Oct 22, 2025
Oct 22, 2025 at 5:12 PM UTC
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
From the pages of Peanuts came Linus Neurotic but here to align us From his blankie one learns About coming to terms Lest our character flaws should define us
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Oct 19, 2024
Oct 19, 2024 at 3:56 AM UTC
The Psychiatrist is in (with Charlie Brown)
It was the second morning of “daylight savings time,” and the change was noticeable. My BF Peter has a doctorate in applied physics, he's an expert, so I asked him, “How do they move the sun?” He gave me one of his patented, blank looks, “What, who moves the sun?” He answered. “Well, yes,” I said, “I suppose the “who” is important, but HOW do they move the sun? Peter can be dense sometimes. “What are you TALKING about?” Peter asked, his head tilted in confusion. I explained, “It’s daylight savings, ya? The sun is different, SO - how do they move the sun?” “They don’t MOVE the sun,” he said, in a smug "I've got a PhD" way, “people set their clocks ahead an hour.” I was stunned - Could it all be a cheap trick? How, (I snorted in my mind) could they get everyone on earth to do THAT? I didn’t argue, but I didn’t set my Apple Watch ahead or my laptop, or my desktop, or my iPad or Alexa - his “apotheosis” was obviously wrong. He’s a new PhD, they just haven’t told him how they do it yet. I can wait. I patted his hand for support. Peter also says that, out there in the “multiverse,” there may be an earth where I don’t have homework. First of all, isn’t it just like a guy to believe all of that “marvel comic” stuff? “So, Superman’s real then?” I asked. He just lowered his head - burn: I had him there. Secondly, can he get me/us to this planet “No homework?” NO. Applied physics may very well be useless.
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Mar 14, 2023
Mar 14, 2023 at 10:34 PM UTC
useless
It was the second morning of “daylight savings time,” and the change was noticeable. My BF Peter has a doctorate in applied physics, he's an expert, so I asked him, “How do they move the sun?” He gave me one of his patented, blank looks, “What, who moves the sun?” He answered. “Well, yes,” I said, “I suppose the “who” is important, but HOW do they move the sun? Peter can be dense sometimes. “What are you TALKING about?” Peter asked, his head tilted in confusion. I explained, “It’s daylight savings, ya? The sun is different, SO - how do they move the sun?” “They don’t MOVE the sun,” he said, in a smug "I've got a PhD" way, “people set their clocks ahead an hour.” I was stunned - Could it all be a cheap trick? How, (I snorted in my mind) could they get everyone on earth to do THAT? I didn’t argue, but I didn’t set my Apple Watch ahead or my laptop, or my desktop, or my iPad or Alexa - his “apotheosis” was obviously wrong. He’s a new PhD, they just haven’t told him how they do it yet. I can wait. I patted his hand for support. Peter also says that, out there in the “multiverse,” there may be an earth where I don’t have homework. First of all, isn’t it just like a guy to believe all of that “marvel comic” stuff? “So, Superman’s real then?” I asked. He just lowered his head - burn: I had him there. Secondly, can he get me/us to this planet “No homework?” NO. Applied physics may very well be useless.
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Doomed as he may be For he is a baby Lost unto the stars He crashes onto a farm Life does it's thing For he has no king Eighteen years pass by The last son takes to the sky He flies to the city And he saves a little kitty He takes to the sky And he hears a mild cry He flies to her cry It's too late for she has died He slumps at his work For he is such a dork Unbeknownst to everyone The last son tries to save everyone
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Aug 11, 2019
Aug 11, 2019 at 1:01 AM UTC
The Last Son
“Errant knight, and samurai, man of god left to die, by sword and sorcery we fix his body to this crucifix. By storm of blade and blade of bone. He will stand a man regrow. When the hour draws late, he will shatter swords of fate and bring dark heavens crashing down. In his wake I pray the lord your souls he takes. To burn your evil with the might of excalibur so bright. The crucifix will rise again and usher in evils end.”
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Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 12:44 AM UTC
Crucifix: the birthing spell
at 4 am, the world's asleep. with only the sound of the flickering street lights, the crickets that chirp at night, and the occasional sound of tires rolling, across the highway, to serve as a reminder that dead silence does not exist. the sound of the heavy sighs of truck drivers, crossing miles upon miles of lonely roads, the smell of the disgusting, overpriced coffee of tired business leaders, bought the minute they get off their red eye flight. still; nothing can change, the beauty that's there and remains; at 4 am, the world's a beautiful sight. -YYC
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May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 2:12 AM UTC
4 am
Billy Whizz! Billy Whizz! How fast you run! You climb the mountains… You cross the plains… And when you’re done, You do it all over again!
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 3:37 AM UTC
In Praise of Billy Whizz (in the ‘Beano’ comic)
Dive past the splash page, let's melt with the inkstains. It's Autumn, the heat fades.                The tale           is unfolding fast Now turn past the last page of last time. We'll retrace the panels, their contents                you cried.           But was it canon?                Play this night here                          as it lays.                Place bets on you--           we've both debts unpaid.        Wasted time to redeem today                        And I'd say...                We're onto something. Knock-                                     -ing                           Rust                              off iron hearts                          to rewrite our days.                        I've got a feeling-- Let hopes ride; no sure thing. The voices from downtown,                they blend--           a thousand songs sung. The wind and the trees whisper, "Encapsulate this moment. It's flawless."                It's art.           And I'm past falling.                Play this night here                          as it lays.                   My bet's on you--           we've both debts unpaid.        Wasted time to redeem today                        And I'd say...                We're onto something.                  Read the writings                        on the page.                  The story's drawn                 and the panels laid.        Waste no ink on departed shades,                        as they say.                We're onto something.                            Knock-                                     -ing                           Rust                              off iron hearts                          to rewrite our days.
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 2:55 PM UTC
Collector's Issue
Dive past the splash page, let's melt with the inkstains. It's Autumn, the heat fades.                The tale           is unfolding fast Now turn past the last page of last time. We'll retrace the panels, their contents                you cried.           But was it canon?                Play this night here                          as it lays.                Place bets on you--           we've both debts unpaid.        Wasted time to redeem today                        And I'd say...                We're onto something. Knock-                                     -ing                           Rust                              off iron hearts                          to rewrite our days.                        I've got a feeling-- Let hopes ride; no sure thing. The voices from downtown,                they blend--           a thousand songs sung. The wind and the trees whisper, "Encapsulate this moment. It's flawless."                It's art.           And I'm past falling.                Play this night here                          as it lays.                   My bet's on you--           we've both debts unpaid.        Wasted time to redeem today                        And I'd say...                We're onto something.                  Read the writings                        on the page.                  The story's drawn                 and the panels laid.        Waste no ink on departed shades,                        as they say.                We're onto something.                            Knock-                                     -ing                           Rust                              off iron hearts                          to rewrite our days.
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Thank you Mr Lee, for helping us see. There's more in your universes, than we could ever be. Your imagination, was without limitation. The heroes you gave us, they really did save us. You started with a dream, that turned into a team. They are called the avengers, and they'll always be remembered. Silver Surfer, Iron Man. Captain Marvel, Spider Man. Winter Soldier, Black Panther, Deadpool, Gene and Logan too. Titans, Red Skulls, Sabertooth. Stones of power on the loose. Rocket, Thor, Gamora, Groot. You made them all and we thank you.
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Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 9:30 PM UTC
Stan Lee
By Arcassin Burnham Come a little closer let me tell you about the time me And the bat met, Even though it's bad , it's things that I don't regret, A secret is a secret and I hope that you keep it, You're gullible so you will, step inside my world a little bit, The horrors that await you , other men could not compare To what I've been through, whatever I say intrigues you, Telling me it's not too late to save myself, and bathe myself under the good mens water, but all the waters poisoned, so what The **** I could tell you throwing a man off the side of a bridge was exhilarating the first time and you'd still be okay with, working here ***** My stories were so good too to you , that you shared yours and I admired that, But I just wanna get out of here and never see you again, Can you live with that? I'm crazy and sadistic, ****** becomes simplistic, Not taking any hostages , I'm so satanistic, Patiently waiting, moving in silence , I'm too distant, So lady you couldn't handle what I'm throwing , can you catch it? Know what I think I'll call you harley , would like that? You listened to every story I told , I lied but you didn't know that, I'm clearly on some **** that'll make your exes wanna step back, I'll probably **** them anyway standing over a their corpse as I Laugh, Besides all that your beauty speaks to me in calms of a hundred Infested oceans , bet you didn't know that I was a poet, There's a thin line between how much I tell you and you misinterpret, I wanna know if your love is worth it, If you let me out of these restraints,I'll take you out, I'll ease the pain , you quit your job, we go rob banks, Treat you like **** , make you go down for all the things that I just did, I do not kid,run from the bat, He captured you and I attack, your too attached, We fight , we argue , I give you a smack, we laugh and then relax , on piles of money, life is funny, Finding someone like you makes you feel in luxury, Making memories, clown princess of crime you mean so much to me, I'm sucker for your lovely body, and even in my deepest circumstance I'm glad to have a harley.
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Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC
Harleen
By Arcassin Burnham Come a little closer let me tell you about the time me And the bat met, Even though it's bad , it's things that I don't regret, A secret is a secret and I hope that you keep it, You're gullible so you will, step inside my world a little bit, The horrors that await you , other men could not compare To what I've been through, whatever I say intrigues you, Telling me it's not too late to save myself, and bathe myself under the good mens water, but all the waters poisoned, so what The **** I could tell you throwing a man off the side of a bridge was exhilarating the first time and you'd still be okay with, working here ***** My stories were so good too to you , that you shared yours and I admired that, But I just wanna get out of here and never see you again, Can you live with that? I'm crazy and sadistic, ****** becomes simplistic, Not taking any hostages , I'm so satanistic, Patiently waiting, moving in silence , I'm too distant, So lady you couldn't handle what I'm throwing , can you catch it? Know what I think I'll call you harley , would like that? You listened to every story I told , I lied but you didn't know that, I'm clearly on some **** that'll make your exes wanna step back, I'll probably **** them anyway standing over a their corpse as I Laugh, Besides all that your beauty speaks to me in calms of a hundred Infested oceans , bet you didn't know that I was a poet, There's a thin line between how much I tell you and you misinterpret, I wanna know if your love is worth it, If you let me out of these restraints,I'll take you out, I'll ease the pain , you quit your job, we go rob banks, Treat you like **** , make you go down for all the things that I just did, I do not kid,run from the bat, He captured you and I attack, your too attached, We fight , we argue , I give you a smack, we laugh and then relax , on piles of money, life is funny, Finding someone like you makes you feel in luxury, Making memories, clown princess of crime you mean so much to me, I'm sucker for your lovely body, and even in my deepest circumstance I'm glad to have a harley.
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By Arcassin Burnham I've been all around, *Been all around *, Been all around. I've been all around, *Been all around *, Been all around. I've been all around, *Been all around *, Been all around, I've been all around, *Been all around *, Been all around, Good intentions will turn bad, giving all the actions the praise. scrawny man with a big heart will become something to hate, wish I was an orphan in this cruel world to a family that's fair. after all this world took from me,I hate to say that I cared. Don't matter what you feel like , Hey, Guns out da' car like , Hey, Might be nervous at first, But you'll get the hang of it, Hey, Some robbers don't rob these days, They have a purpose to take these bills, Not living by the governments rules, They really don't care how you feel, They don't care what you feel like hey, Mayday on the oxfrey , if this keeps going , this might be my payday, Cracked out hoodlums on the streets of gotham, Red shinning mask with it, Reflecting the chaos over the city while the waynes sitting up there pretty. I've been all around, *Been all around *, Been all around. I've been all around, *Been all around *, Been all around. I've been all around, *Been all around *, Been all around, I've been all around, *Been all around *, Been all around.
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Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 12:23 AM UTC
Red Hood
I'm not a fan of Superman, he doesn't know what it's like, to be human; a foe he can not fight.
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Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 12:14 PM UTC
Kryptonite Delight
What is one plus one. Well in one case its a child. One plus another is an angry first. Two plus one? Or is it jealousy? Has the story changed? And now i am lost. Was it one plus one, one plus two, or one plus three? Two minus one is just sad. Three minus two is straight up depressing. Four minus three would be unbearable. One plus one can sometimes equal one. When it doesnt equal two. Two plus one sometimes equals one and also two. Or three. Hopefully not one and one and one. Wait, wasnt there one more? One and one and two? Or one and two and one. Certainly not two and one and one, now that would be ridiculous. Where am i again? Am i lost? Have i lost myself? Have i lost my way? One and one can be love or lust. And its nearly impossible to tell the difference. Especially being in the midst of it. So when adding another variable to the equation, the dimension of the solution is intangible. What is right, what is wrong. Here i am questioning morals again like some kind of modern day philosopher. "The ratio of questions to answers in my life is not ideal."
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Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 11:03 PM UTC
Thee addition of one.
As the line between our private lives, & the public eye blurs, all the old paradigms dissolve, & nothing becomes as it was before, only a few months more, to get this riddle solved, feeling like The Batman The Joker, & Lois Lane all rolled in one, my new name is Nigiri, on a roll hot like wasabi, my threads are all designer, & my hobbies are all hobbies, I am definitely not sure at all, well at least definitely not probably, babbling’ with talking heads, while jousting with the walking dead, because we’re up right now up right now, that's right the life of the party, & you all probably already know all this, because the whole time was Live recording, Instagram Live Streaming all the time, I'm dreaming at the same time touring, every moment recorded, even when it's not at all important, off script but don't trip, because we're still part of the program, so before I even wake up, you already know the whole thing, you already know what happened, the night before the morning, the Knight Before The Mourning, sounds a bit prolific & prophetic, at least a little bit don’t you think, but what’s it matter the least little bit, if no one takes the time to think, they’re just getting their nails done, in the salon in the bottom of the boat, as it sinks & we just think, “Well I hope at least the lifeboat floats”, in a bit of a panic, like Leo in the Titanic, searching for my romantic Winslet, before we both sink in this disaster, see I see you drowning in this sea, & I still love you even after everything, so I swim over & my hand I outreach, hoping you'll grab hold before you sink, so I can backstroke with you on my back, & swim us both to an island beach, specifically Leo's island, you know the one Blackadore Caye, he actually asked me to run the island, said it was just a bunch of palm trees, & I know this is reality, even though it all feels like a dream, so I close my eyes pray for better times, then open my eyes to focus & blink, blink, blink, blink, blink, the camera is always on, the recording is always running, this is layer cake no this is pound cake, no this is the first ring around the onion, onions in the sink, got my eyes running made me think, turned the water off got a wash cloth, then took a moment to blink, blink, blink, blink, blink, as the line between our private lives, & the public eye blurs, all the old paradigms dissolve, & nothing becomes as it was before, only a few months more, to get this riddle solved, feeling like The Batman The Joker, & Lois Lane all rolled in one, ∆ LaLux ∆ from The Sydney Sessions the follow up from multiple # best selling author Aaron Lux new book available for FREE here: https://www.scribd.com/document/367036005/The-Sydney-Sessions-12-Steps
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Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 10:37 PM UTC
∆ The Knight Before The Mourning ∆
As the line between our private lives, & the public eye blurs, all the old paradigms dissolve, & nothing becomes as it was before, only a few months more, to get this riddle solved, feeling like The Batman The Joker, & Lois Lane all rolled in one, my new name is Nigiri, on a roll hot like wasabi, my threads are all designer, & my hobbies are all hobbies, I am definitely not sure at all, well at least definitely not probably, babbling’ with talking heads, while jousting with the walking dead, because we’re up right now up right now, that's right the life of the party, & you all probably already know all this, because the whole time was Live recording, Instagram Live Streaming all the time, I'm dreaming at the same time touring, every moment recorded, even when it's not at all important, off script but don't trip, because we're still part of the program, so before I even wake up, you already know the whole thing, you already know what happened, the night before the morning, the Knight Before The Mourning, sounds a bit prolific & prophetic, at least a little bit don’t you think, but what’s it matter the least little bit, if no one takes the time to think, they’re just getting their nails done, in the salon in the bottom of the boat, as it sinks & we just think, “Well I hope at least the lifeboat floats”, in a bit of a panic, like Leo in the Titanic, searching for my romantic Winslet, before we both sink in this disaster, see I see you drowning in this sea, & I still love you even after everything, so I swim over & my hand I outreach, hoping you'll grab hold before you sink, so I can backstroke with you on my back, & swim us both to an island beach, specifically Leo's island, you know the one Blackadore Caye, he actually asked me to run the island, said it was just a bunch of palm trees, & I know this is reality, even though it all feels like a dream, so I close my eyes pray for better times, then open my eyes to focus & blink, blink, blink, blink, blink, the camera is always on, the recording is always running, this is layer cake no this is pound cake, no this is the first ring around the onion, onions in the sink, got my eyes running made me think, turned the water off got a wash cloth, then took a moment to blink, blink, blink, blink, blink, as the line between our private lives, & the public eye blurs, all the old paradigms dissolve, & nothing becomes as it was before, only a few months more, to get this riddle solved, feeling like The Batman The Joker, & Lois Lane all rolled in one, ∆ LaLux ∆ from The Sydney Sessions the follow up from multiple # best selling author Aaron Lux new book available for FREE here: https://www.scribd.com/document/367036005/The-Sydney-Sessions-12-Steps
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* *The witches heart is made of straw, witches' heart is no heart at all.* *The witch ideal a nature's fend, her heart desires the human end.* *The vines contort limb, Lycurgus' gape. as a punishment for, man's unholy **** ' ' ' '
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Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 7:05 PM UTC
Dr. June Moone
I'm a stand-up comic, no joke Please sit down, give me some hope This laugh meister has it tough out there Doing my tight five, flying without fear But you, yes you, maybe could save him Give him the courage to carry on Look, I've got a college education I'm fun, at least when I'm not brooding about why some joke failed I know, it's just a bit, but it puts me in jail Which is why I need you at least to talk to me I need to sit down I won't try to make you laugh I need a friend, you see
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Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
The Standup Comic
Nailed the nail in the wall There was a a metal plate Emptied entire box of those nails Smashed in wall! Fell on floor I threw picture out of win-dow Eating drywall so **** on nails When I wash hands, soapy, soap Popping bubbles, rub clockwise no, yes? ~Alan Moore? *
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 10:50 PM UTC
Rorschach
as i was reading a superhero comic, in it there's a lot of superheroes. i thought about the relations between comics, love, and heartbreak. in life love was supposed to be the superhero. and the villain was supposed to be heartbreak. love was supposed to fill the emptiness *and heartbreak was supposed to **** people.* *but we have come to an era where love kills, and heartbreak heals.* what is happening?
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Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 7:56 AM UTC
comics, love, and heartbreak