Women Funny Poems

There lives a gentleman from Luff
Who walks everywhere in the buff
His weeny is teeny
He calls it his winky
A stump that can't fill a cream puff.

Ladies...

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In Gboko, where the dust motes dance and play,
A town, a city, a people, some would say.
What defines its spirit, a riddle, a quest,
With a...

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Love women for all they do.
Do not kick them around like a used pair of shoes. 
Do not discard them when you are done with...

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I saw her in a meadow high
Where red flowers touch the sky
Her eyes were mournful, so much inside
I looked within, skepticism died

(chorus)
I'm in love with...

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"Okay, tell me, who's gonna be next?"
said the writer of the too-long text.
"No, please, not me," said the lean noun.
"Cut that fat verb there, two...

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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...

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This Cowboy came into this world with nothing.
So when you said you were leaving, I said
" Fine."
Now, I hope I Find a little Darling.
That can...

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Women
we all know are
so many knobs and buttons
strings and levers
volumes and settings
push or pull?
up or down?
speak into the mic
of adjust the equaliser?
all so very confusing
for...

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An orange face disguises my white independence 
For saying stupid hurtful things that make no sense
I will win the day
And make them pay
Like when I...

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It was a balmy night by the sea
the bar wasn't empty, nor was it full
I was on my 5th whiskey sour
it matched my mood
some days...

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You are the stuff my culinary dreams are made of.
Unending shapes and sizes.
From skinny linguini to the rounded orecchiette 
and squiggly fusilli.
As my tongue tastes...

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How do I eat thee? Let me count the ways:
sauced, buttered, plain,
sprinkled with Parmigiano Reggiano,
pesto, pancetta, bacon.
Rowdy rigatoni, flamboyant farfalle,
perky penne, funny fusilli, lovely linguini,
spunky...

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Witty, flamboyant, vain, he seldom smiled,
red lips on his tomb by women beguiled:
he said funny poignant things,
he wrote, he wrote things with wings;
got grey but...

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Sad Dog Mad Horse 
Sad Dog Mad Horse 
Why do you run 
Dont get grass and then you rush
Don't you love your father 
Don't you...

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The Glass Ceiling

“Woe there sister, where do you think you're going?
 Turn around, go back, stop, cease, desist!
 Nothing for you above my see-through barrier....

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