Sonnet Humorous Poems

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love." Sophocles, Greek Poet 

How is the tender word love...

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TO NALLUM IN YOUR GLIST


“I don’t understand you.” She, with pandled lips and gaze forlorn,
While I, becrimbled, sought to straff my meaning, bonsting ever stronger....

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I can't really write a sonnet
But if you want a limerick i'm on it
And if I had to write without rhymezone
My mind would have blown
Therefore...

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I am often underused and often underestimated 
a zing of a thing that often goes unheard, unseen  
ginger beer is a tonic unlike me...

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I am now "away from the noise,"  
my fruit gum I am chewing.  
Sitting here wondering what the boys,  
could be doing.  

 
 
Now all unpacked,  
a book I...

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I’ve travelled back in time to meet with William Shakespeare 
My research turned up something and it’s that that brought me here
He was meant to...

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A bee’s firmly under my bonnet
I detest each Shakespearean sonnet
And any forced rhyme 
To me is a crime
I’ve read them and I want to ‘vomet’

I...

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We sat in class,
Doing nothing new,
As time passed,
Teacher is late! Finish the work due!

Waited there, waited for long,
And someone started tapping his desk,
We all started...

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I'll make this quick, I'll keep it short, you don't have to read a whole sonnet
Yesterday, I got a nametag sticker... but forgot to write...

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My many many thoughts linger, 
in the dusting of the springtime, 
I turn pages with my finger, 
I love to read each loving rhyme. 

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Pandora, Oh Pandora, you're to blame
Man's avarice has doomed us, one and all
So blatantly we covet without shame
And turn our heads away, when beggars call.

In...

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Spring's classic charm - highly overrated, 
Perhaps because it follows winter sleet. 
Its new beginnings too animated,
Its poetic praise rather obsolete. 

Forget the fragrant flowers’...

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Spring is the time to venture out and play
the pretty flowers are wearing the bees
maybe it is bright and sunny all day
early morning may come...

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Hundred million K' away neighbour, Mars
     Hovers bolognese smeared brother, ice brick
     Fondness for possibles although bizarre
...

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Each morning birds chatter and wake me from sleep
In avian society talk is cheep
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A balding sheep who writes poems in the farmyard
Has written a sonnet...

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