I see so many serious poems on here, do anyone have any funny poems?

Question

Something to give a good laugh.

Answer 1

try the link out many funny poems!!  

Answer 2

Spring is here

Spring is here

The bird is on the wing.

Oh my word,

Oh how absurd,

The wing is on the bird.

. . . . anonymous

Spring is Sprung

The grass is rizz

I wonder where

The birdies is !

. . . . anonymous

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Answer 3

I have written a couple. Check out my last two questions.

Here's one:

Cereal Killer

by Semper Fi Reborn

Put out an APB

I'm notorious!

Honeycombs I'm home!

I'm cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs

And bad to the bone

I got the shakes

There's Corn in my Flakes

Somebody call Kellogg

Tell him put on the breaks

On certain days of the year

My cereals they scare me

Count Chocula comes

And he brings Boo Berry

Still Frankenberry likes to

Sneak around back

One year I got startled

And he got Dig 'Em Smacked!

He fell with a Snap

And a Crackle

And a Pop

Someone call a cop

When will this

Cereal Killing stop?

Answer 4

there once was a man from nantucket....

no I got nothing, I'll go back to R&S now.

Answer 5

Here's one I wrote to bring out a good laugh in you:

My Principal

My principal is strict,

My principal is fat.

My principal thinks he’s a wizard;

He wears a pointed hat.

He screams like a girl

and growls like a dog;

Stomps like an elephant,

and snores like a hog.

He likes to have hotdogs

and ice creams in his belly.

His hands are so dirty

and his feet are so smelly.

His mother is so fat,

and so is his wife.

Oh dear, he is coming;

Run for your life!

-- by Gloson Teh(me)

And here are the rest

Autumn

Leaves are dancing to the ground,

winds are blowing with a whistling sound.

What a ravishing background

for the children to play around.

We can play with the leaves;

we gather them into many sheaves.

We toss them up with many heaves;

they reach as high as the eaves.

Feel the pleasant, refreshing breeze.

When autumn comes, it’s me it’ll please.

We stroll in peace like nobodies.

“Aha-aha-choo!” I am beginning to sneeze.

--by Gloson Teh(me)

Parachute

I'm going to a high

cliff with glee,

I will glide with my parachute,

feeling free.

I will fly in the air

like a bee.

This will be a parachute

day for me!

I will jump of the cliff,

one, two, three!

Good thing there is

nobody.

This will be wonderful,

I guarantee.

I'm relaxing on my parachute

happily.

And here comes the wind;

I shouted, "Wee!"

Oh no, now I'm landing

on the sea.

--by Gloson Teh(me)

The Monster

One sunny day, when I escaped from school,

I met a monster which was starting to drool.

It looked at me and licked its lips

and used its hands to grab my hips.

It stared at me and rubbed its tummy.

It licked its lips; then it said, “Yummy!”

I stared at it and perspired in fear

as the monster smiled and shook its rear.

It tossed me high up to the air;

I thought I was having a nightmare.

I screamed and shouted as I sank

into its yucky mouth which really stank.

The monster tasted me and said, “Yucky!”

It spat me out; I was quite lucky.

I flew out of the monster’s mouth

like a cannonball; I was heading south.

I thought it would be my last,

but I landed at the entrance of my class.

And because I escaped from my school,

my teacher whacked me like a fool.

--by Gloson Teh(me)

Stuffed in Class

One day, a hundred students joined my class.

They entered it together and it was so crass.

One naughty student stood outside and what was more

was when the students are stuffed inside, he locked the door.

The students were stuffed together they squeezed and wiggled.

The naughty student stood outside and giggled.

The teacher was inside the class and he said, “Ouch!”

It’s like a hundred kangaroos stuffed inside a pouch.

The headmaster passed by; the door was still locked.

The bad boy ran away because he was shocked.

The headmaster then unlocked the door,

all the people in the class rushed out, and what was more

was that they didn’t see poor headmaster,

and what’s worse was that they rushed out faster.

The headmaster was squashed flat

like a dirty, smelly, welcome mat.

The headmaster woke up, as weak as a grass

and chased after all the people in the class.

He finally got their attention

and stuffed all of them in detention!

--by Gloson Teh(me)

Creepety-creep

Creepety-creep, creepety-creep,

creepety-crackety-creep.

When sneaking out of bed,

I don’t jump or leap.

Creepety-creep, creepety-creep,

I hope I don’t get caught.

I once was caught by my father,

so I hope it happens not.

Oh no, I’m falling down the stairs!

It woke my mother’s nap.

Oh dear, she is coming!

Whackety-slapety-slap!

--by Gloson Teh(me)

Winter

Winter is near, and the worst thing I fear

is that I will be cold and f-f-freezing.

Snow is falling from the sky,

I know it’s not gonna be p-pleasing.

The temperature’s dropping, the snowflakes are falling,

and my nose is staring to run.

This very cold season is the very reason

I w-wish to be in the warm sun.

I cannot play football; I can’t have a swim,

the only thing I eat is peas.

When it comes to s-sleeping, I h-h-hate it because

I w-will start to sn-sn-sn-sn achooo!

--by Gloson Teh(me)

Slippery Soap

After I went into my bathroom,

I reached for the soap.

It slipped off my watery hands.

I acted like a dope.

The soap slipped off my hands again

and flew off to the sink.

I took it, but it slipped under

the door as fast as a blink.

The thing was: It didn’t stop there;

it went out of my room.

It tumbled down the wooden stairs

and hit the ground with a ‘boom!’

My parents thought there was a ghost

falling from a tree.

When I came for the soap, naked,

my parents stared at me.

--by Gloson Teh(me)

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Answer 7

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Enjoy!

Answer 8

I drive down the street, and see all the retreats...

I wish I could just have my own.

Two stories or three, I just want to see...

What having my own could be like.

Sealing and Painting, How long I've been waiting...

To do all these tasks till the end.

Big or small, I don't care at all...

Just give me a place to call home.

OR - i made this poem, for a friend who back-packed across australia....these are TRUE bits and pcs from his travels...LOL...he had some great stories, let me tell ya!!

A LITTLE POEM JUST FOR YOU!  



My name is Phil, I must instill, I've

Prodded Hills In Louisville...



I Quit my job and took some time...

Pondering How I'm so subLime.



Australia filled my many thoughts...

Prostitutes, Hoes, I bet there's Lots.



I'd said good byes and trotted down.

Profoundly Happy, ... Im such a cLown.



The streets were full of many kinds...

Pimps and Hoes Inhaled the Lines.



Inside my Hostel I met some folks...

Partied Hard with Inevitable Looks.



Many memories I'll forget...

Many more I'll never regret.



Rap this last part in your head...

It just cannot  be only read.



I bought a surfboard, to small at that...

Didn't know till I nearly had a heartatacke.



Met a girl,  I did, her momma too...

I tried to **** them both, what?... wouldn't you?



Carried change in my pockets, I sorta had too...

Wanted change from a bartender, and than told her **** you!



Friend  started a fight, inside a store...

Friend went to jail....ha ha ha, I almost pissed the floor.



Went to Perth, I had no sheets...

But I got even, It was so ******* sweet.



Sharks my game, I had to see...

But when I got there they all had flee'd.



Banned from New Zealand, I know its sad...

But this is the best d**n story I've ever HAD!