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My Bra | | I sprang from bed and took a shower, Fixed my hair just so. Shoved my breasts into my bra, And down the stairs I go. I tugged and pulled at my bra All day, what a bother. Today's the day I've dreaded, I'm meeting the bra fitter. Such trepidation, such distain, I've had for this .......... |
Embarrasment | | ....... that day. you go home to tell your parents why you're mad, then they laugh and say it isn't all that bad. you go to your room and cry the .......... |
Automotive Safety Survey | | A few months ago, my debts were discharged; My bankruptcy over, I was once more at large To spend as I would, with no legal imbroglios, My credit card debt had gone the way of the dodoes. So I bought me a car, a two-thousand-two Sable; To say what were the payments I'd be wholly unable. I .......... |
Hey Ma There is something under my bed | | I hear it at night when I turn out the light it is the creature whose under my bed. He won't go away he is determined to stay but I wish he would beat it instead. I told him to go, but he shook his head no. He is worst than an unwelcome guest I gave him a nudge but he still wouldn't budge. It .......... |
The Calm before the Storm | | I come home in the evening, after working hard all day I open up the mailbox, to see what I must pay. I have a cup of coffee, a cigarette I light There is a moment's pleasure, before there is a fight. The kids are in a frenzy, I can't take it anymore Your supper is in the oven, I am .......... |
My Happy Poem | | ....... miles and miles of snow. hold on tight. don't try to fight. my happy poem, just drips delight like honey from a child's tongue, or .......... |
To My Alarm Clock | | Every morning I lie there innocently sleeping When the peace is ruptured by a horrible beeping. My serenity ripped asunder, sudden and drastic By this evil, demonic, red-eyed piece of plastic. I roll over in pain and pound on the snooze, Groaning, moaning, thinking 'What's there to .......... |
The word | | I'm packing my jeans and my underwear too; I've found a ship bound for the sea For if my mom and dad read what I wrote on the wall It's going to be curtains for me It is a word It seemed harmless at first It has only four letters in all, I did it in pencil It's not very dark; it's so .......... |
Oh how I wish my hair was black | | My life is in a whirl all because of one girl that i can't get out of my head. I toss and turn left to right I think about her every night sacraficing the comfort of my bed. Maybe I would have just one chance only if I had some stylin' pants that were any other color than red. Sadly, .......... |
James | | There once was a young man named JamesWho loved to swim in the River Thames Or was it the ThamesThat was a favorite of Jim's? I don't know, I'm told they're the .......... | | << <Prev 1| 2| 3| 4| 5| 6| 7| Next> >> | | Humorous Poems: 21-30 of 69 |
As the funny
quote goes, “Never take life seriously; nobody gets out alive
anyways.” As oddly as that statement is, it also is so true.
Funny poems help us be grounded in life. With all the stressors
of life and the sometimes overwhelming lifestyles today and work
we need to take some time and allow ourselves some time to have
a good laugh. Humorous poems are found through history
especially in old English pub songs and Celtic folk songs, which
laid the foundation for Limericks
in the future. Story telling, which is one of the first ways
humans recorded history orally, grew out of the playful, self
–entertainment needs of humans. Funny stories and poetry
satisfy the needs to sometimes explain the surrounding physical
world so that we don’t allow daily mundane stressors to take
charge of our lives. Funny poems are an antidote for relief
from the world’s hardships.
These Funny Poems combine humor, wit and wisdom to make you smile and laugh. Enjoy!
Funny poems such as limericks evoke laughter, which encompasses
happiness. They provide a variety of wit to it that
conventional writing styles would not permit. Comical relief is
always good and sets one in a good mood. There is an endless
array of inspirational humorous poems to be put into writing.
One of the most common forms of funny
poetry is the limerick. The
history of the limerick is
dubious but best found its start in 14th century
England as short humorous lyrics
in pubs. Shakespeare often used them in his works to add a bit
of wit. They were popularized in the Victorian age as
nonsensical funny children poetry but also shared other major
themes, such as: love poems,
drinking songs, poems of national affair, and satires on public
figures.
Imagery in funny poems will hit the right
cord. They have a keen awareness of its separate elements and
being able to give them out in just the right measurements.
Humorous stories are able to replace the natural arc of stories
the reader is used to receiving a certain way to have a pleasant
laugh.
Feeling down, depressed, or overwhelmed? What better remedy than a good laugh? What is the risk? The only symptoms are a smile on your face and if it is a good laugh a stomach pain and tears from joy. Funny poems, such as
limericks, are a great therapeutic method of taking off some of the stresses of life. Laughter is a common language that all can identify with; it is a language that spans beyond words. With funny poems as the bait you can use the powerful and pervasive energy of laughter to bring people together. To have funny poems makes life more enjoyable and helps people of all languages speak the same language of laughter. So delve in some great funny poems and have yourself a giggly drink of laughter of some creative and funny poetry
Funny Poem of the Day
THE ANSWER
I've found a perfect, foolproof way
Of having just a perfect day
With no harsh word or unkind deed
To keep me from the peace I need
I never fear a traffic jam
Or folks who aren't kind...as I am
No rain or sleet to soil my shoes
Nor cloudy days to bring the blues
No harsh concerns can furl my brow
Because I have the answer now
To keep all worries from my head
I simply don't get out of bed
- RANDY THOMAS
Quote of the Day
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THIS POEM
This poem is not addressed to you.
You may come into it briefly,
but no one will find you here, no one.
You will have changed before the poem will.
Even while you sit there, unmovable,
you have begun to vanish. And it does no matter.
The poem will go on without you.
It has the spurious glamor of certain voids.
It is not sad, really, only empty.
Once perhaps it was sad, no one knows why.
It prefers to remember nothing.
Nostalgias were peeled from it long ago.
Your type of beauty has no place here.
Night is the sky over this poem.
It is too black for stars.
And do not look for any illumination.
You neither can nor should understand what it means.
Listen, it comes with out guitar,
neither in rags nor any purple fashion.
And there is nothing in it to comfort you.
Close your eyes, yawn. It will be over soon.
you will forge the poem, but not before
It has forgotten you. And it does not matter.
It has been most beautiful in its erasures.
O bleached mirrors! Oceans of the drowned!
Nor is one silence equal to another.
And it does not matter what you think.
This poem is not addressed to you.
- DONALD JUSTICE |
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