Funny Dad Poems | Examples

These Funny Dad poems are examples of Dad poems about Funny. These are the best examples of Dad Funny poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberDadella DeVil

(To be sung to the tune of "Cruella DeVil from Disney's 101 Dalmations)

Dadella DeVil, Dadella DeVil
If he don't make you laugh, no funny thing will
I think of him, and now I'm laughing still
Dadella, Dadella
You'll wait for him to come home from work until 
You see your Dadella DeVil
 
At first you think Dadella's kind of nutty
He might pick you and to twirl you aroun'
But just when you think, for him you are quite ready
He'll change it up and turn you upside down 

This crazy man, this lighthearted guy
I'll never forget him to the day I die
When Dad came home, it sure gave me a thrill
Dadella, Dadella DeVil


Premium Member Finding Fun On A Budget part 2 - Summer Sledding

Aqua blue sled
Thumpity thump thump thump
Children laugh with glee

Thank heavens for air conditioning 
Bumpity bump bump bump
Wheeeee!

Mom mirrors masterpiece The Scream
Declares, “This shall not be forgotten!”
Dad pleads his case,
“But, I put a mattress on the bottom.”

Premium Memberfootball mug

coffee is a football mug

join us as we chug a lug

no matter the team

bring on the steam

next time serve it in a jug.

Premium MemberThe Girls

The Girls

Perfumed and groomed, 
ribbons in their hair, so fair, 
they are beautiful... 
to me. 

Shorty, she is the clever hound, 
that knows how to bring my heart around. 
She always leads me into trouble, 
but that is really just okay, 
even if it were double. 

Curly is a wild one, 
as her name implies. 
She makes me chase 
and play... 
every day, 
and makes me laugh, 
in every way. 

These are my girls, 
they are my ladies' fair. 
They are my life, 
and sometimes... 
in my hair. 

(Written for you Dad)
© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberCoffee Table Gum

Bubblicious, not Bubble Yum
was my dad's favorite bubble gum.

Outperforming the second best,
on the coffee table it would rest

like a power nap between meals.
(Just one of dad's daily ordeals.)

Chomp, chomp, he'd continue the same,
whether reading or watching a ball game.

Again, it'd rest on the coffee table
while he'd jog, both strong and stable.

Not behind ears, where hair could cling,
not stuck on plates or any such thing.

On the coffee table it would be
as comfortable as family.

Grum, grum, upon the gum he'd graze,
each piece lasting two whole days.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Long, the coffee table's been laid bare,
save waxy steaks and a vacant stare.


3/9/2021


Premium MemberShow Time

New show
Must go 

Mind set
You bet

Head strong
So wrong

Can’t walk
I squawk

Need ride
I cried

Too far
Want car

Take dad’s
He’s mad

No fun
Sore bum

Premium MemberThe West

The West

A gun, a holster, bullets…
A glass of whiskey and 
a ten-gallon hat.
A horse, a saddle, a bridle…
and bags to hold it all. 

Good guys, bad guys, 
sheriffs, and hoods. 
Shoot outs, long rides,
and even skinning hides…
just for a living. 

Heroes and villains…
Fought caught and hanged…!
Eternally glorified,
all around the world.

Cowboys of fame…
never refrain.
You are who you are… 
Spaghetti to hard sand, 
a rare, uniquely, promised land.

Deserts and high country, 
Indians and explorers…
Men of great pride!
Your word, your bond, 
Your story,
will last long. 
Forever.
© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberRip Nephyr E Nough

For Dad I struggled like a slave Being clean-cut and tight-lipped I hope he's happy with my grave Cuz the grass is always clipped

Premium MemberDaddy's Friend

My daughter, about age three at the time, and I were home alone.
I was just stepping out of the shower when she said to me 
"Look, there's Daddy's friend". I screamed and grabbed for a towel.
I said where? as I saw no one. She pointed up toward the wall, 
And there was a large Gecko. I began laughing hysterically.
She sure got me with that declaration! My husband had told her
That Gecko's were friendly, they eat bugs, and are Daddy's friend!

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Premium MemberBadder Day

Badder Day

I woke up this morning
so cold I'm almost jerking.
My house was almost freezing
my furnace wasn't working.

I stepped outside to take a ride
and stopped where I was at.
All four of my truck tires
and my spare was flat.

I fired up my motor
in my truck parked in the street.
And relished in the moment
as I started feeling heat.

Pulling off my jacket
when the next thing that I knew.
Steam was going everywhere
my heater hose just blew.

I could not believe my luck
I couldn't get it through my head.
I tried to call my mother
but my cell phone had gone dead.

Then I turned in time to see
this poor girl with her dad.
I suddenly felt better
my day don't look so bad.

Edwin C Hofert

Premium MemberAnother Bowl of Spaghetti

Our taste buds have gone sad
It is the fault of Dad
Since Mom's been gone
He's feeding us all wrong

Now it's not that we are upset
It's just that we object
For three meals a day
Another bowl of spaghetti

At first we were pleased
We had plenty of cheese
But Mom were about to flip
Come back from your business trip

Dad's heart is right
He thinks his spaghetti a delight
But even chef Boyardee
Had some variety

No use to complain
Every meal is the same
Three times a day
Another bowl of spaghetti

Premium MemberMy Dad Loved Me Forever

My Dad Loved Me Forever

I asked him why this and why that
he would smile and adjust his old hat
Answer all my questions and be pleased
with questions he could use to tease

Why do clouds have funny shapes
some look like cats others like apes
How many fish swim in a school
how big is the biggest tool

Did mom send an angel to fetch me
how many leaves on that willow tree
Are you really older than dirt
does growing up start to hurt

Will I ever grow a big dark beard
are girls always sissy and weird
Did you ever hunt with your dad
does old age make you very sad

Why did you have to die
I really need to know why
Were you happy to be my dad
does missing you ever stop being so sad?  Robert L.

Premium MemberPilot Dad

There once was a pilot from Alpine
Who became a father in month nine
Took her to the hangar
Where inside he did bang ‘er
But like his plane, didn’t pull out in time
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.

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