Fun Poems | Examples of Fun Poetry

Thor, chief of thunder, so grand, Tried to fix a small toaster by hand. With Mjolnir's great might, He blew out the light, "This 'appliance'," he boomed, "I don't understand!" ©bfa031625 ...

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She's two fish swimming in opposite directions and physically incapable of answering my questions always on the stick's wrong end yet not to harp or carp but I'm forever on the opposite that which is pointed sharp would I enquire of the right one it's the left natator who replies with something unrelated from out of yonder wild blue skies and not knowing which will respond altho' I...

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Jackson Pollock (1912 - 1956) They say a picture may paint a thousand words but I can't read what he wrote household paint poured onto a horizontal surface ain't what I call works of note splashed with no pre-planned end-result for art's sake to me does not art make known for his 'drip technique' yes he was a drip and no mistake yet a...

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The wheels fell off my thingamajig as a thingy came loose in the whachamacallit or perhaps it was the doodad on the wotsit which was the cause to stall it and it'll take a few odds 'n' sods plus a new doodah and some hoo-ha to make the gizmo or doohickey go again so not to take the mickey but prep the whole whoop-de-do to look like new I'll probably...

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When first I went ten-pin bowling was in a league of my own tho' hot to trot my score was shot splits and gutterballs set the tone my opponent bowled professionally outclassed before I'd begun she demonstrated then remonstrated “It's not 'only a game' to some!” tho' bet my set I'd met my match when playing each frame for a round looked like I'm paying...

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Happy June, America, we made it out of the doom and gloom. We enter into the fun and sun, and to the outdoor sounds. Sounds of laughter and joy, children playing in the yard. Sounds of birds singing in the tree giving us the feeling of a warm, happy day. The green all around us makes...

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I'm on an island marooned a lonely castaway beached at the waterline launching bottles out to sea abandoned high and dry my boat went down it ran aground but wait what's that I see can it be a footprint in the sand someone to lend a hand my ship's come in it's at the quay no more sending signals from the shore the weekend's here to rescue me ...

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As some Indians (dot, not feather) go to great lengths to ingratiate themselves by obsequious behaviour (bob your head if you agree with me) could it be the origin of the expression, 'To curry favour'? Tho' hunger knows no bounds forget the fatted calf despite the nation suffering from starvation by more than half they'll curry a horse but not a cow those bovine ungulates are holier than thou ...

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Early in a damp woodsman's camp seeing sawyers from a logging town to stop the conversation bogging down as asked my age among other things I replied, 'Cut off my head and count the rings,' then had to be quick-witted and fast-footed made a bee-line through the trees so as not to lose my noggin when a burly lumberjack grabbed his axe I ducked...

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"Holey all over, seen better days, worn out and threadbare, can't mend its ways, with drink spills and food stains, rips, rents and tears, not worth keeping, a sad state of affairs, its time has come, over and done, that's one bad habit,” so said the nun. ...

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We planned for cycling in Northern Montana Me, Marvin, Louis, and Anna I had doubts about them, though they were healthy For Anna could never resist a selfie Marvin couldn't plan, Louis attracted disaster Mainly because he always had to go faster. Me, my only problem was I'm slightly bats and guiding these guys was like herding cats. We flew in with our...

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Allow me to introduce the hermit Hugh who I do deduce felt it within himself to eschew an embrace yet being obtuse when on a wild chase did goose a moose in the caboose then a disgrace but such behaviour did induce Bruce another recluse to pick up the pace when playing footsie under the table fast and loose ...

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It's almost half past three time to cosy up for tea kettle's on the boil to brew tea for two me and you with egg and cress or cucumber sandwiches with nary a single crust (they were all donated to the National Trust) it's after forty to four shall I be Mother and pour I know you know Pekoe the table's set quite daintily two for tea you...

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There was a young man named Fred (the tooth fairy lived in dread) a wild flamboyant from afar the spice island Zanzibar a singer he'd been and sang a good song with four-octave range in the band called Queen tho' considered 'strange' with plus four in the upper jaw he had more teeth than most once nicely depraved now dead and gone when he gave up the ghost shuffled...

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It's enough to make one chunder there used to be a time Down Under when fair dinkum the label on the tucker tin only stated the true blue maker's name and the Vegemite we'd eat for brekkie contained therein while not a porky implied mate there's something to hide with a shonky no responsibility disclaimer I’m spewin’ cranky as today's focus is...

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