They're done by archaeologists
And volleyballers too.
The coolest of the cool lived there
Before a crib was cool.
My best friend makes them frequently –
He thinks a putdown's fun,
Unlike the cute chick down the street
Who thinks I'm number one.
Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad,
Sometimes I'm just not sure;
This word's been used so many ways
Its meaning is obscured.
So often when I hear the word
I'm not sure what to do –
But since I see a shovel here,
I'll bid you all adieu.
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