Funny Bone
I wish I had a funny bone
One that was my very own and not cloned
And so I asked God one fine night
When the lights were off and it was all very quiet
God, damn the Adam whose rib got me saddened
Give me a bone that would only gladden
Something to chew which would make words spew
Into colorful smiles not just to a few
So HE gave me the jaw bone of a donkey
One he borrowed from Samson, now isn’t that funky
He told me to fix it on my jaw and then I would he-haw
It would slay a thousand people and leave them in loud guffaws
And so it went like this
The peeping tom, tomtomed his way
to the top of his team
By dancing on a totem pole
And when the girls were in the changing room
He would peep into the keyhole…
The butcher was butchering the beef
Beads of sweat bursting on his brow
With bated breath and hands that sweat
he slipped the dollar bill in his bin…
Mary had a little lamb,
I thought his name was Jesus
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall,
Can someone tell me how he landed there first of all
A penny for your thought?
Beware you might just step on a mind-sweeper
Four and twenty black birds baked in a pie
They must have been all crows who were caught telling a lie
Trumpeting is Trumps trump card
No money, no honey
No problem I’ll go for a beach bunny
And now the night is on..
Its time to keep down the jawbone
And I hope I don't get stoned
Copyright © Venetia Crasta | Year Posted 2024
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