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  • This Poem's So Indie


    I must be frank, to say the least;
    Your music taste's quite bland
    Which is why I must inquire
    If you're familiar with the band

    You mean to claim you have not heard
    This grand musical treasure?
    My poor dear sir, you've been deprived
    Of certain aural pleasure!

    This fabled group of which I speak
    Is far superior
    To any band that does reside
    In your iTunes interior

    I suppose it's understandable,
    This faction's anonymity
    For the public could not stomach
    Their raw talent and ability

    The label "indie," I confess
    Appears to me obscene
    For you see, compared to them,
    Indie is mainstream

    I could expound for hours
    On their lyrical invention
    Yet my words would do no justice;
    They're beyond your comprehension

    They no longer use pronouns or verbs -
    Grammar's too commercialized
    They communicate in gestures -
    Sheer brilliance they've devised

    What's that you say? You heard their song,
    When at Jill's house you stayed?
    Now that you mention it, I feel
    They're way too overplayed.

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  • Here you go, Murphy. The Big Show. 12 years of medical school have come to this.  Sure, there have been mishaps in the past, but this man is counting on you to bring him home safely.  It’s your time to shine, so slap on your gloves and get going.  Shoot!  Did I just get a paper cut from latex?? Forget it. Focus.

    You've rehearsed this before.  Make the primary incision. Not with your fingernail. Ask the nurse for a scalpel. What does she mean we’re out of scalpels? There’s a scalpel shortage? In a hospital? That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.  Fine. Fine. Pull yourself together, dammit. Remember your training. You’ll just have to improvise. The nurse has a Swiss Army Knife. It’ll have to do.  Eww, there’s bits of cheese on it.  How am I supposed to work with this?  No matter.  Just visualize. New heart for Mr. Johnson.  New heart for Mr. Johnson. New heart for----OK, who the hell is playing Andrew W.K. in the OR??  Seriously, this is ridiculous.



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    – Why haven’t you found yourself a nice girl yet? That Laura was really special. Yes, I know, she was interested in Maureen, but still you could have tried harder. Any girl would be lucky to have you. They always tell me how good looking you are.

    Samir is a Nigerian infant. You can help feed him with just your credit card number.
    – See how thin he is? All skin and bones! He just needs a little nosh. I’m sure your sister would be happy to help. She was always the kind one.


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