Comedy Poems - Poems about Comedy

Old Mr. Johnson, with broom in one hand, Told his sweet granddaughter, “Sleep, not grandstand!” Her room was empty, the air grew cold— Only the Ouija sat silent and bold. He muttered and shivered, “No time to wait,” Grabbed his truck keys and zipped past the gate. The cemetery whispered secrets...

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All that remains of our love is a faded Polaroid, a carton of cigarettes, and two cases of beer. I'll forget you soon, but for now, I'm cracking open another one— let's hope these memories blur!...

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The warden's dog steals every snack, The inmates plot to get them back. A daring heist for honey buns, 'Til Fluffy wins, and off he runs! The gym’s a war of flexing might, Larry claims he’s built for flight. He jumps, he flaps, he hits the ground, The...

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I wake up swinging, fists in the air, Wrestling my dreams like they just don’t care. Life’s a rodeo, I hold on tight, Riding chaos like a bull in flight. --- The ghetto’s my kingdom, the concrete's my throne, Dodging pigeons like they're throwing stones. Sirens sing me lullabies at...

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Mother: a wax crayon candle in a starless room You have many layers, like an onion And you're coloured, but not green So a wax-crayon candle is favoured here. Much more poetic. Although I bathe in the dark You sit in my corner Flickering ...

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Walked in through those gates, the legends foretold/ valley of death? Try a circus of old/ The baddest dude charged, Timber! Came the call/ He fell like a Jenga tower, five stories tall/ A gang rolled up, thinking strength in their mix/ Twenty-five sprawled out, my karate did the tricks/ One guy swung a mop, I said, nice try my dude/ Bruce...

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"Careful with the ethanol," Said a fume of whisper hush. As a thundered bolt and fire ball, Engorged the moment with a rush. The itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny, yellow polka-dot martini, Lit my bokeh mind and eyelids tender soft. Astigmatism, couldn't see the genie, Who puffed up in the rush and coughed. "Cover your mouth, you elemental," I sneered at the legless haunt, Dental...

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You laughed too hard in 1996/ Thought I'd trip and stay down for kicks/ But I climbed back up, twice the size/ Now I shred, watch the sparks fly/ My drummer joked, said guitars are lame/ Left him roadside, questioning fame/ Why does a guitar need a case, he asked/ To contain its stringed up past/ Steel strings bend, the pick obeys/ My...

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I strolled into Hell like a VIP/ Satan said, "what's this nonsense I see"/ "Bro, I out evil you", I smirked with glee/ Then he rage-quit chess, forfeiting to me/ God gasped, his jaw hit the floor/ "I designed Satan, what is this lore"/ I shrugged, "he misplayed the Sicilian once more"/ "Then fell for a joke about the grocery store"/ He plotted...

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I'm a Ghetto clown, a fool for the cash/ Juggling dreams while the world does a dash/ If laughter's a crime, then call me a crook/ I'll steal your frown with a single look/ They call me a lamb, said, Take the fall/ But I laughed so hard, I shook the hall/ Crucify me? Sure, but here's the thing/ I'll go out...

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Real comedy is bold it's straight and blunt there's no white gloves or polite niceties Real comedy is harsh without playing dirty it smacks you in the face and punches in the gut Real comedy is dark looks head on at society points out what's wrong and shoves it in your face Real comedy is hot enrages those with a soul infuriates those who claim to have a conscience Real comedy...

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George Robert Newhart was pretty darn smart one of the greatest comedians of all time his humor and timing were so sublime ...

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I love Comedy Yes, I do to read a clown spewing humour what the hell can I add when a man defends feminism and then bends over for trump he's asking for praise right up the rump Lets be clear, and honest and true he not only supports genocide he's raped women abused them with Epstein a trait Zionists love to do I have no idea, none...

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Sits there and judges. How dare you mock me! Do you think I have time to perfect smocked sleeves? Turned down collars Frilly blouses Pleats wrinkle-free. You are redundant No longer of use Except as a doorstop Or in self-defence. I will not be cowed By your flat, grey face. I glory in chaos, Crumpled cottons and lace. I shy from the conservative Perfectly straight We will not have flatness Except on...

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upon his tower dark and tall malakar stood to doom them all with lightning flashing, cape unfurled he cackled, "Now I rule the world!" he pulled the lever, struck a pose but fate, unkind, had other woes for with a snap, the lever broke and hit his minion (Grubnuk croaked) his robots sparked, began to dance one juggled fire—badly, perchance another whirred, then high-fived air while...

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