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They Call themselves friends , but then they deceive you.
Their hearts are merely full of evny and treacherousness.
They plot to exploit you and take advantage.
They are only friends for benefits.
They seek only friends with benfits.
The minute you cannot help or assist them, they leave or elope.
When you can offer them something they tag you the nicest friend.
The minute you are broke or broken you cannot see them of find them.
For you are now no use to them.
They forsake you just so.
They exibit not one iota of loyalty or sincerity or stickability.
they are soo devious it's not funny.
But Remember they are your friends.
Yea yet they are friends. Friends to the end. Only what end?
Yet noty all friends are like that, there are a few true true friends.
Uncondional, consumate, most genuine, not mimic.
Cherish them most kindly and warmly.
What you talking about Mister?
He asked after the man
said "Sea Her F". C+ Sea
Her + the woamn
F is F!
Chef man it's a joke.
That aint something worth
laughing over. What you want me
to say man: Sea he F?
We See oh, oh Kay!
Shout your mouth
and clean under the table.
I heard they were having
Seudoughmankie..You might
have over heard them speaking
but I know damn well you
weren't included
in such conversation.
Get the broom or the mop
and get back to work.
Why are you smiling : you think
it's funny don't you> Mister Waurttir
would like to hear about you
goofing around,
sir what is your name.
My name is Du Talon "Chef extraordinaire"
You had me going Mister Talon:
ah I mean Chef Du Talon!
I apoligize for the mix up!
I did that man joking around:
my wife told me I played around to much
that's why they booted me outta the
theather< I once was a
theatrical marvel,
the gift of music aand song!
Wanna hear me sing?
Fee-got sew high I say
Man they tryna hem me so
I can't ah-ford nuttin.
I spent ah day in Allen Acres
Bay'd em breakfast
in e sand anna
I installo de cmaera sercur'ems
for de peep-lez.
I say ya'll use dez thangs to set up
quotin the 1933 security act
to create a stage between tensionated peeplez.
ya'll make fussy and nem auge.
I put a plate of cookies
on the table
and fan'd the amora toward the
weight watchers camp
don't I expect the to see
the wihhling dieters
comin ov'r de fence?
Zirpossa? Nah dat aint ritw no!
Caul Musky ya'll hearez us say!
Man told me put the camera on my brand new
McCormick tractor
I laughed sounded all funny
with his ole north accent. I say:
man ya'll be plowin and diskin
why ya'll knead ah-ruh camera?
Told me the rowes of hoes
only the wife know's.
I say yes sir@!
Yes sir!
Ya'll might be encitin ah roit!
Chetta is the nom de plume
of a brassy, classy, sassy, and a little bit trashy
sister of the summer sun,
she's a lover of sugar and spice and everything nice;
feels sunny, funny, and a little poetic,
but fears the wrong word, the wrong rhyme and the typo;
her dream is to see the world in peace, children in laughter,
and all the people in love with each other~
Chetta lives in the city of wonder in the state of creation
where she always knows the Achara is blooming...
...then will be delighted to see
the lights of eternity,
and the daughters she imagined
awaiting her in heaven.
In the realm of Solana, a gummy's in charge,
A silly meme that's living large.
It's making folks rich, breaking the mold,
Turning regular folks into millionaires bold.
A funny candy leading a financial spree,
Who'd have thought it? It's wild and free.
But in the world of crypto, anything's cool,
Even a gummy making people drool.
So chuckle along with this sweet little treat,
As it rises up, making finances sweet.
Breaking the rules, one chew at a time,
In crypto's world, where fortunes climb.
Leaping Lizard™ was
a frog that jump the high hurdles
while Paul Pollywog™ swims and wiggles
...can't run nor jump cuz' got no legs
to jump with he juz spits, sips and giggles...
12/11/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2023©
Mu uncle Franklin
was a pro wrestler.
He lit up a room
like Nikola Tesla.
My aunt Judy
was a cake maker.
Her cakes were tall
like an LA Laker.
My brother Steve
played video games
-until my mom Kate
called him names.
Kate, to her credit
was a fine, fine artist.
But with brains, forget it.
I am the smartest.
Sometimes I get muddled
A little confused and mixed up
I come out with funny things
and make everyone crack up
My workmate spent thousands on IVF
I was explaining this one day
but my brain seemed to go absent
and I messed it up my own way
I told my friends about her
My brain was running free
I meant to say IVF
but said HIV!
A slight difference I know
but a couple of letters the same
I know I messed it up
but I made everyone laugh again.
I was a Holistic Therapist
with oils and creams galore.
most clients were lovely
but some you had to ignore.
One came asking for 'extras'
which i answered with a threat
I said I'd throw his clothes outside
which I'm sure he would regret.
The thing that really bothered me
made me want to beat him down,
wasn't just the suggestion,
but he only offered me ten pounds!
It's funny, you live a life and the one who breathes that life into you, both seem too good to be true....
I was born in 1998
Fated to be the son of an Imam
The sun rose up and I guess i chose to human
Within the spiritual realm, I believe
We all had a chance to choose
The memory swiped away
I can only say
This vessel isn't pure
And the cure to my wonderous mind
Is the sight of my soul
But I guess death will only be my chance
So I got to be righteous till my last and final breath
Token of a slogan,
I wasn't made to be free
In this world you gotta pay a fee
Tests and trials, walking to the road
Full of sand gotta man up
And take this slab that I've been given
The preacher's son never held
His own,
Too many helpers, was written in stone
Don't know too much about my texts and reading them sometimes feels like
Psychological overture.
They unpacked the deck of cards
Counted and took out some cards
Extra care made them to recount
A strange card again out of game.
They shuffled the cards
And started their game
All face cards were looking decent
To become the part of game.
A funny face card
You may called careless fellow
Was lying inside the pack
As faithful husband in bed.
All 52 cards role he played very well
But nobody gave him a unique id
Everyone got desire result by him
But no credits gave him as joker.
There's no respect for joker
Who was sacrificed his identity
So that gentlemen could play
Their games to enjoy life party.
A funny character to entertain you
Burning heart but tried to laugh with you
All stories are written around the hero
Because nobody likes Mr. Zero.
Margarita, one multitasking mom,
Tequila on an island is my calm,
My 3 girls grew up fast against my will,
Gracing me so with grandma’s novel thrill.
My mighty motto - the glass is half full,
My funny bone remains the trumping tool.
If drear, depressing downs descend to pry
Poetic aspirations raise me high.
When infected with a new strain of stress,
I repel it with an old game of chess.
Theater and music, bohemian buds of mine,
Beat, with applause, world’s best cuisine and wine.
My first language is Russian, Da! Da! Da!
My sweet homeland - Toronto, Canada.
(Disclaimer: Putin breached dark deep hole, shameful and sore
Plaguing humanity with yet another war).
A rolling stone, not dwelling on the past,
I tied the knot one more time, third but last.
Salut! That’s how my bio highlights go
Last not least - my last, last name - Lillico! !
July 2, 2021
Courtney
Nerdy, honest, creative, funny
Mother of Darian and Cash
Lover of a good book stash, thrift store trash, and travelling without whiplash Who feels empathy for the homeless, the hopeless, and disgust for the useless
Who needs my family close to me, a bit of morbidity, and my writings validity
Who fears death by falling, the Burger King, and life without a wedding ring
Who gives her kids a kiss, her boyfriend loving bliss, and her enemies a hiss
Who would like to see New York City, Italy, and my family being happy
Resident of Springfield, LA by way of Glendora, CA
Hubbert
A person with a life with shine
Was born in the month of valentine
With a magical rapping voice and a beat
Is a star of the world who wouldn't be defeat
Having the loudest laughter of all
Hides the greatest pains of fall
Brings happiness with funny acts
Knowing about music lots of facts
A son of a literature teacher
Is a sunshine with a kind feature
Giving hopes with the name of Jhope
Tight on ARMYs' hearts without a rope
Orange reef,
a riddler on relief;
an ancient beat-
a walking priest,
a breed!
An ancient thief-
floating on now,
foraging in the great wild,
...it was like a drum,
oh it was so fun,
yadda da da da.