Funny Light Verse Poems | Examples
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I arose later, in the middle of the night kind
with a kind of a strange thought on my mind,
the kind I know, it was the very reason why,
I arose later, with that thought trailing behind-
in the middle of the night: "was it the coffee?"
I stared at the ceiling, eye on a speck,
Half-asleep wondering: "A bug? What the heck?"
I got out of bed, now obviously mad.
It landed right on me, invading my space,
Making me jump as I swatted my face,
Chasing the critter—then memory flashed—
I arose later in the middle of the night kind,
with a kind of a strange thought on my mind,
the kind I know, it was the very reason why,
I arose later, with that thought trailing behind-
in the middle of the night, I realized-
"No bug spray." My reason why.
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"take'er edvard"
back
but eve
"((back))"
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*jamez...i mean edvard;
we're all funny ')> (like that)
Sometimes I feel so funny
Even when I have no money
Sometimes, Life’s ecstatic
Even when I’ve had it
Life is fun
I’m on the run
Finding meaning in the static
I used to have a stro,
(a stro?)
I called it ‘my stro’
(Hmm …)
By itself it felt so dull
(I’m sure)
Then one day during the lull
(Yes?)
I added a simple ditty
(La, La, La …)
Accompanied by my kitty
(Meow …)
People liked it so well
(Kudos! Bravo!)
Gave me a nickname that’s swell
(What?)
They called me ‘maestro’
(Ahh …)
That’s all I know!
(Finally!)
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i said melt hon
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When I stumbled upon Alice's hole,
I felt an overwhelming joy envelop my soul.
With little fear of harm or peril,
I could now crawl into the tale of Lewis Carroll,
and be an eyewitness to that fantastical rigmarole.
The first time you kissed me, it was such a shock,
I literally saw time stop on the old kitchen clock.
But before you accuse me of over-the-top flattery,
let me assure you, it turned out to be just a dead battery.
And once replaced, time started again with the same old tick-tock.
A nun drove over a rabbit.
She said to herself, "Yikes! This is becoming a habit.
Like, last week it was four.
And this week, already one more.
But, hey! Makes for plenty of stew for the abbot.”
At Easter dinner, she said, "You know what, honey?
Your verses ain't all that funny.”
I said, "If you ask me,
I tend to agree.
So, what do want? The leg or the thigh of this bunny?"
Three times the mass of the sun
were the boobs of stripper, Priscilla the Hun.
And when the adoring men yelled out for more,
she'd shimmy and knock 'em all to the floor ~
first with the left, and then with the right one.
I was born in the Year of the Rabbit,
which left me with a very nasty habit.
I like to nibble on stuff,
sometimes nice, sometimes rough,
and when she gets mad, I get mad, dagnabbit!
whatcha do when your mom
has on speed dial a bunch
of famous folks, find
your favorite and text ‘em
funny faces and love
from you to d’em
finding the cookie jar open
gasp, your full name exhaled,
ultimate laughter and forgiveness
I'm retired and live in a small, mobile home,
about 5600 miles from the outskirts of Rome,
about 7200 miles from the waters of the Ganges,
and about 5100 miles from Machu Picchu, in the peaks of the Andes.
It's a nice, cozy little home,
where every day, I try to write at least one new spanking poem -- oops!
one spanking new poem.
To all the girls I loved before,
who couldn't wait to whisk me out the door ~
who, after a single, attempted kiss
exclaimed, "Oh please, no more of this!"
Please know, je t'aime encore!
When Shakespeare was in school learning his grammar,
under his breath, you could sometimes hear him stammer,
"Who are these fools
who teach you to write by these rules?
They might as well teach you how to screw in a screw with a hammer!"
When I reminded her that the Bible does tell
to love not only yourself, but your neighbor as well,
she said, "But Mister Tabor,
you're not my neighbor,
so, could you just kindly go to hell?"