Best Funnyblue Poems
ENOUGH!
Hark ye preachers of doom lovers of despair
Enough about the blue rose!
Enough I say enough!
Enough about that harbinger of heartburn
that flatulent burner of forehead and cheek
that lurker in tenebrous places – abandoned old houses
banks of the Styx
That lurker must die of morbid thirst!
I champion I give you the white white rose
that late light comer
brightener of every corner
that white hope when hope is nearly gone
Hear you serial moaners
weepers
groaners
Behold if you dare
(I think you secretly love your blue misery)
Behold the white white rose
my buddy John's Bertram a wood antique
I fixed the engines while he varnish teak
so there we were Joe, John, and Kelly
with a cooler packed with bait so smelly
early in the morning waz headin out the creek
big blue marlin we'ze goin to seek
40 miles past the thirty fathom curve
dropping lines for the bait we serve
John watched the lines Kinda like a cop
we had two on the bottom and 4 on top
did everything me'z could do with me'z fishin power
then John grabbed the hook up on the 3rd hour
all of a sudden it looked like a good day
when the Blue jumped we said "marlin on the way!"
the fish was pulling, screeming out line
"hurry! get John in the harness on time!"
"oh man! the stories we'll tell on the way"
"only if you get that fish in today!"
myself, Joey and Kelly, we placed our bet
while John was cranking,"I'm covered in sweat!"
there we were just having a laugh
as Joe leened over 1 hand on the gaff
the marlin came up threw Joe's chest with it's spear
then the line popped and they both....dis..apeared
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we tried hard to find our friend in trouble
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looking a long time without even a bubble
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.."why didn't I grab Joe! I'm just a Fool"
we didn't go home, till low on fuel
it was hard to tell Joes wife about the fack
that Davey Jones took em and won't give him back
In memmory of Barefoot Joe McPhearson 1963-1996
by Joey's best friend Capt Mike
ps I want to say thank you to my readers and I read all your
comments and love then all. I am sorry I don't comment back
much. I am a boat mechanic and am very busy this time of year
how ever I can't wait till next winter so I can talk to all of readers.
now stay tuned for the next episode "The Soulmate" which not a
lovey dovey poem but a gut bustin laugh of my the exwives and
all of my sailboats that I ran away from them on. to be posted
monday morning for your enjoyment! Capt. Mike!
She wore blue velvet
And he had the blue suede shoes
Hes blue cause their through
This little boy blew his horn
What ever happened to pink?
By: Sharon Ruebel
Contest: Blue
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Form: Tanka
The first automobile I ever had,
I bought when I was a sixteen year old lad.
Since it was numerous times pre-owned,
Its gears and innards groaned and moaned!
It was a nineteen-thirty-seven Ford Deluxe,
And as I recall it cost two-hundred and fifty bucks.
It had sixty-five horses under the hood.
To keep apace of traffic, I pedaled as fast as I could!
The great Barney Oldfield I tried to emulate,
As roaring about town I did perambulate!
I made intimate acquaintance with many a cop,
And as a result had some serious chats with my Pop!
It was known by its sobriquet, the Blue Goose,
And although I put it through lots of abuse,
It got me and my dates to movies and proms,
But I suspect it was a bane to some anxious moms!
Since my youth I've owned finer automobiles,
But I've never been prouder of a set of wheels!
The Blue Goose got me everywhere I wanted to go,
And compared to prices today, sure cost a lot less dough!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Jack took Jill up the hill
To give O’ Jill a thrill
He put it in
She started to sing
Take it out; I’m not yet on the pill
Jack said, “I know what to do,”
“We’ll go to town and I’ll buy them for you.”
Twas around dawn
They saw a boy blowing a cow in the corn
It was, yes, bricky bad boy blue
Boy blue moved in a flash
And Blue and Jack met in a clash
Hit jack with a pale
Boy, did Jack yell and wail
His forehead had a 3 centimetre gash
Jack held his crown
As he fled away from the town
He bled from the head
And thought he was dead
He fainted on a hill which he came rolling down.
Blue and Jill got the pills not long after
She swallowed it down with some water
Blue and Jill did the biz
Jill’s hair was in a frizz
Her little secret was exposed by a laughter
Said the star to the moon
What’s that blue thing that consumes?
It eats my light,
Glows blue and bright-
Send ships to scour the endless night.
Harbors life,
Hope and strife.
Keeps you at bay with its might.
Said the moon back to the star
How quite naive you are;
The earth does not keep me at bay,
For I control what’s night and day,
I control the wind and waves.
The earth is just as much my slave.
HEY! Up there you both are fools
I’m slave to non, I harbor life
Both of you cannot suffice.
What goods a sun,
If not to shine?
As for you moon,
He’s right your mine!
Billy Brooks bought brother Bobby a beautiful big blue bike.
The big blue bike was the best buy that Billy Brooks ever
bought!
Written for tongue twister contest!