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The Washington Post is responsible for this week's lack of a real poem. They're having a poetry contest in the Style Invitational, and the entire nightquill writing staff has been put to work creating limericks to appear under the laughably generic pseudonym we use when appearing in that publication. This particular name is the most effective guarantee of anonymity that we've found in this interconnected world:

Better fight, like Hercules,
The Hydra's heads of myth;
Better drink the seven seas
Than google "David Smith"!

The Post itself, however, comes to our rescue with this new round of news poems by the great Gene Weingarten.