School Light Verse Poems | Examples

These School Light Verse poems are examples of Light Verse poems about School. These are the best examples of Light Verse School poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberSad Expresion

Fredrick Carters father,
following a long day of over indulgence,
blew his brains out with a double barrelled pistol,
in a Dublin brothel during a visit with his favourite prostitute.

The policeman reporting form the scene,
noted;
  ' He died with a sad expression on his face'.

Inspired from a passage of the book, Training School for Elephants  by Sophy Roberts


Premium MemberThe Asimov Academy

Anyone can attend this school of thought 
The only requirements are that you read 
An enormous amount of science fiction 
Be a dreamer of the future’s past 
Be it a modern-day prophet or 
At the very least, a writer 
With a very creative imagination 

I invite all intelligences to join in 
For I believe, there is nothing artificial 
In being smart 

Certainly, there’s nothing artificial 
About God’s creation 
Why think any less of ours 

I am not a robot. 
Snowflake

Premium MemberFor talking too much in class, we've buttoned your lip

For talking too much in class, we've buttoned your lip.
If the teacher does ask you to talk, here is a little tip.
You unbutton your lip just like a button on your shirt.
The first few times, you may feel a little hurt.
So be gentle, so your lip ~ doesn't rip.
© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberWhen Shakespeare was in school learning his grammar

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!"
© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Memberoffending the art teacher eye roll

The instructions were easy.
Invent and draw a new kind of alien.
My alien was a combination between a rodent and a dragon.
I put a cigarette in its mouth and gave it black teeth.
This offended the art teacher, who was a smoker.
Ask me if I care.
His nicotine pores offend me.


Premium Membernooks and crannies in Elementary Schools

There are now nooks and crannies in elementary school classrooms.
Places for children to slither and slide into
When they need a break
When they despise multiplication facts
When they are tired of reading
When I was a child I would have spent all day in one of these crannies
Ignoring the teacher as hard as I could

Premium MemberI Ate Lies

Whilst I ate fries, I ate lies.
A bargain made, no school

for the next day, the bargain.
No one told me tomorrow

was Saturday. I ate lies
heavily hidden under ketchup.

Premium Memberfirst day of school

the students parade in all clean and pristine
squealing in delight as they spy friends
loving the idea of a new school year
dragging out seven hours later
bedraggled and upset,
angry about something

Premium MemberThe Good Old Days

The boys at the school were constipated
So the nurse lined them up and gave them cod liver oil
Some tried to escape, but she was mighty
And she had nurse’s aides who dragged them back by their ears
The good old days when you could do such things

Premium MemberCritterature: Belle of the Ball

A flamingo asked a fer-de-lance
To be his date to a high school dance.
"Oh, you don't want to go with me.
I've neither arms nor legs, you see."
"No problem there", flamingo said,
"You can still play the perfect role.
We'll enter the limbo contest,
And you can be the pole!"

Premium MemberSour Teacher

if you are no fun during the school year
are you joyful during the summer?
i stare at the folded armed teacher
an angry glare on her face as usual
I think no

Premium MemberI Walk and Stand Presently-

I walk over mountains barefooted
I stand my heart posture beating, racing;
 Toe in the desert sands;
Environment no conflict
My arms and hands raised
Shaped in the victory sign
I’m His, I’m a winner;
An old school beginner;
And I rely on my Father’s love;
… I stand tall in him beautiful always
Hallelujah

1/7/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©

Premium MemberNew Teachers Want a Male Teacher

The new teachers wanted to hire a male teacher
He will be able to control them, they argued.
He will be forceful, they will listen to him

Some of us who have been around awhile
Tried to tell them that gender does not matter
But who are we? Old dinosaurs, who are invisible.

So, we got outvoted and they hired Mr. Mumbles.
On the first day the second graders stole his lunch
Burned his briefcase and put thumbtacks in his fanny pack.

He thought he had misplaced his phone, but we knew
The seven-year-olds probably had it.
He had to pay $150 to have a new car key.

"Hiring a male teacher fixed everything," I said to another dinosaur.
We laughed all the way out of the school building.

Premium MemberHi Mrs Kay

A school counselor was walking down a hallway.
Hi Mrs. Kay
Hi Mrs. Kay
Hi Mrs. Kay
One of the kindergarteners got up and hugged her.
This is a no-no.
They are supposed to sit silently waiting for their bathroom turn.
Two more kindergarteners got up and hugged her.
When three more started to stand the teacher said
“I know you love Ms Kay,  but this is a no-no.”
I said “I kind of needed this today.”
At this point the teacher motioned for the rest of the class to get up.
They all hugged me including the teacher.
Only people who have never had this would ask me “Why do you teach?”

Premium MemberAge and Attitude Adjustments

From age one to three
Your life's barely startin',
But it kicks into gear
When you clear kindergarten.

Then on to primary, grade school,
And each stage in between,
'til you make it to twelve,
And then finally thirteen.

You've had sex once, you shave,
You think life has begun
When you burst out of twenty
And into twenty-one.

Then something horrible happens,
It's the end of the line.
OMG! You are thirty,
Whither, whence twenty-nine?

From thirty the decades
Fly by in a wink,
But before into dotage
You totally sink,

Try thinking of eighty
As the new forty-two,
And get up off your bum…
You've still got things to do.

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