Comedic Poems - Poems about Comedic

You aren’t a burden, you are a blessing. ...

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I'm secretly a genius, trouble is, I'm the only one who knows about it. I'm much too shy to show it, and I'm much too mad to keep it constant. I'm either busy laying in my bed, missing out. Or overworking myself to the point of exhaustion. There's no in-between. And that, my friends, is...

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Good bread. Baguettes and buns. I like bread way too much. Bagels toasted with butter. Yum. I'm full....

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Comedic moments when some people talk harshly about things they couldn't understand It's like trying to criticize the ground where they stand Without understanding how it came to be Even dirt on their faces, they could not see ...

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Sadness becomes the pall over depression’s bleak coffin Closing the florid lid on satin-encrusted chests of dismay Where the stench of a life is entrusted to death and decay Left in the hopeless depths of a dug-out trench, too often, Then promptly forgotten unless one is renown, say, a star* Whose life was made palatable by imaginative, fictional roles Seen on...

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Santa's New Team Christmas Eve was coming There was plenty to be done There were protocols to follow There were programs to be run Presents needed wrapping Elves had duties of their own They've been doing it for centuries They could call Christmas in by phone Reindeer games were scheduled Christmas Carols to be sung There were toys to be assembled There were bells that must be...

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COMEDIC REDEMPTION Once when that black ice cloud chilled me again In mind and heart, it froze all aspiration Taking me below resentment fear or pain To a hopeless state of cold dark enervation A voice on air waves transformed my demeanour A fabled comic, stand up routine performing His art, and vital zest were my spirit's redeemer Irreverence blest achieved a mind's...

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The Comedic Candidate Joe Dougherty Down a path through a wooded glen Strolled the old hapless comedian His humor now but a memory fading His life spent merely masquerading Things are seldom as they appear to be And the serious life was not for he Laughter was his gift to give But a nobler life he’d wished he’d lived Times of plenty fade away Hearts...

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Comedic Penny Pincher Jack Benny’s Comedic persona was to pinch pennies. Every week he would lead his merry band And Rochester would always get the upper hand....

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