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Dinner Dishes (Apologies to Shel Silverstein) | | ........ way across the lawn they found themselves facing elsa may dawn. innocently she smiled, then shrugged, sorry, gentlemen, i just couldn't be bugged. |
Poetry in Motion | | To my beloved readers, I have yet another tale to tell. This one occurred during our trip to Eagle Bluff, in my dormitory cell. It was much like the City of God leaning towards hell. As we entered our place of rest, It smelt at best, Like steak, marinating in human bile for all to .......... |
dOWN tHE rIVER | | I WENT DOWN THE RIVER AND COULDN'T GET ACROSS, SO I PAID FIVE DOLLARS FOR AN OLD GREY HORSE. THE HORSE WOULDN'T PULL SO I TRADED FOR A BULL. THE BULL WOULDN'T BELLER SO I TRADED FOR A DOLLAR. THE DOLLAR WOULDN'T PASS SO I THREW IT IN THE GRASS. THE GRASS WOULDN'T GROW SO I TRADED FOR .......... |
A Car's Wish | | I wish my driver would take care of me, there's crack in the windshield I know he must see. He drives me fast and hard, not to the mention the paint is marred. The rear tire has been low for a week, he should worry about all the oil I leak. All he cares is whether the radio will work, .......... |
The Night After Christmas | | THE NIGHT AFTER CHRISTMAS by Arnold Krueger 'Twas the night after Christmas and all through the area Not a creature was stirring, not even the terrier. The toys were all scattered in great disarray Right where the kids left them, never put things away. To I in my P.J.'s and my wife in .......... |
shoe | | THERE WAS AN OLD LADY-- WHO LIVED IN A SHOE! IT SMELLED SO BAD-- DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DO THE KIDS WERE MANY TOO NUMEROUS TO SORT AFTER ALL! SHE WAS THE (SOLE) SUPPORT ONE DAY-- SHE MET THE MAN 0F HER DREAMS A COBBLER WHO WAS A MAN OF MEANS HE TOOK CARE OF HER WANTS AND FIXED THE .......... |
The Turkey | | Once upon a midnight dreary, While I was fast asleep in my library, I was awakened suddenly by a tapping beneath the floor. I scurried down the stairs in three seconds or maybe four. I stopped and stood there a second to listen. The rapping, tapping came from my kitchen. I crept into the .......... |
Bathroom Break--Oops to Late! | | I sit here in my chair Wriggling like a worm I hope my teacher doesn't see me Jiggle, wiggle, squirm. I shift to the left I scoot to the right I cross my legs over and I squeeze them awfully tight. Perhaps I should have gone To the bathroom when she said Oh, no I feel a .......... |
Kiss | | I am sending you a kiss That will land on your knee, Climb up your leg, Scramble over you back, And hide in your hair. Then, when you are about to fall asleep, It will bite you gently on your neck And whisper in your ear, "I love .......... |
Little Sable Brown Eyes | | little sable brown eyes may be young but mighty wise. pattycake and backyard games help to grow a sassy dame. stepping live to ragtime beats bring brown boy for her to meet. She no longer cares to play for now love has come her way. afternoon tea loves last proclaim his lion .......... | | << <Prev 1| 2| 3| 4| 5| 6| 7| Next> >> | | Humorous Poems: 51-60 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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