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I'm feeling rather silly today
Not that that's so unusual
But I'm feeling even more silly than usual
Read on and methinks
You'll understand exactly what I mean
Have thoughts of what it would be like
To be a ravishing female
Rather than this hunk of male virility
That I am now
Of course I would be an absolute stunner
With a body to die for
Must stop... I'm getting all squirmy
How about if I became the ruler
Of a large African country and signed into law
That sex is officially permitted
In public places as long as you're wearing
A Lone Ranger mask
Oops! Methinks I may be stepping over the line
Alright, how about becoming a
Standup comedian with my own late night show
Now that's more up my alley
Good thing Leno and Letterman
Decided to call it quits
Guess they knew I was about to take over!
Perhaps I should go lie down a spell
© Jack Ellison 2014
He was Johnny Carson's sidekick for thirty years.
When he died, it was bound to bring about tears.
His fans are devastated from coast to coast.
He was a comedian and a game show host.
He co-hosted TV's bloopers and practical jokes with Dick Clark.
He was a very funny person but this man's death is very dark.
McMahon was one of the greatest performers that we've ever seen.
He even fought for our freedom in World War II as a Marine.
If someone says that he wasn't talented, it will be a lie.
He was a hero ans we all know that he was a great guy.
(DEDICATED TO ED McMAHON WHO DIED JUNE 23, 2009.)
"Black Jack you say?"
"... why, yes, indeed I do play."
777 = 21 = U
666 = 18 = R
555 = 15 = O (dot)
444 = 12 = L
333 = 9 = I
222 = 6 = F
111 = 3 @ ' E'
Seven days a 'week'.
and.....
111 as binary = 7 Hex, 7 Dec, 7 Oct = 21 as in 12 as in 21 ... flapXXflap
The eights were done, for the luck. 888 = Another 24 golden hours.
24 = X marks the spot.
You have the puck. ;)
So said the duck.
get it? puck? hockey sticks??? L@7 duck? like so it doesn't bonk your head?
quack quack? lol...
.... this is supposed to be fun and funny!
ROFL@7?... ah heck. Just laugh. lol ... get it LAUGH... L@7 lol!
See, Carolyn, when I try to be funny, it doesn't work! I fail at comedian school...
but what the heck. :) I try. xo
Form:
Every woman don't need sadness
Just be a comedian
Just make her smile
And you will smile forever
If She likes to talk
Talk to her
If She likes to walk
Walk with her
Just make her happy
And you will smile forever
Every woman don't need sadness
Just be her joy
And she will make you happy for ever
She don't need your ego
She only need your time
She don't need you to stress on her
She just need you to be happy
She don't need you to smile alone
She want to smile together with you
She don't need Just your presence
She needs your attention
Just make her happy and life will bless you with great fulfilment
Every woman don't need sadness
So as every man needs happiness
Gave her a smile and she will heal your soul
Gave her your heart
And she will bless you with her soul
Gave her yourself and she will gave you a world
Gave her a world and she will show you heaven
Gave her a life and you will live for ever
Every woman don't need sadness
Every man needs happiness
Gave her her due respect and she will gave you peace
Gave her her due honour
And you will be respected forever
Always Buy her gifts and you will be gifted for life
She don't need to cry cos of you
Only cowards makes women cry all the time with a grieve
Make her cry in pain
Then she will show you hell on earth
So Just make her smile
And life will forever smile back at you
Paris is this:
A comedian
on the street an accordion
that empties it"s
songs on the Seine ...
Summer is in the square,
From La Concorde or
anywhere, and the boulevards
crowded with cars
rolling ...
On the table bottle
fine wine !
On the street beggars to controversy
the politics everywhere ...
They are always :
in train to discuss ...!
A decadent painter
paints a unique bleu sky,
two skinny italian
Chanel parade
on the sidewalk....
In the alley life is
bucolic and in a coffee
Piaf singing ... on
modernity one
Voulzy repeats"Milady" without ceasing ...
The city is Paris all over
places ... latin quarter or
Montmartre only breathes
love there ... not
it's just lust
from bas fond or bar tabac:
The CAN CAN joy of
evolving legs
emotion ... even gives compulsion of
venturing around loving it ..
ah! Paris mon amour ... when
I'll be with you over again ... when
you will enchant another time ...!
I Am
Me-Created by God
Woman–I give freely, I am not a tightwad.
Wife–But not to Todd.
Mother–I do not believe in sparing the rod.
Poet–I love to write even if it is about a fly rod.
Comedian–Give me a nod.
Reader-My reading is not about sod.
Dreamer–About the beach and catching a cod.
Leader–We are off like a flying squad.
Artist-Creative and odd.
Crafter–Making things that are mod.
Lover–Do not call the vice squad.
Traveler-Alone home or abroad.
Speaker-I love when they applaud.
A Rhyming Bio
Date Written: 5/2/2020
2 Place I AM: A LIST BIO CHALLENGE Contest Judged:5/25/2020
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
Is standing at the footlights, with
a crowd, unknown and that you
cannot see!
With smoke billowing to the ceiling.
You share your Funny Stories
with total strangers.
Suddenly, transformation.
They love your jokes instantly.
Only, they were not jokes.
I was totally sharing me.
It's akin to falling in love.
You absolutely are fearless!
You just let go!
Then you and the audience
become one in festive fun.
November 22, 2019
***Panagiota~ retired stand-up
Comedian:Chicago and S.F.
Credits to my comedy teachers:
Tom Dressen- Comedian;opening act for Sinatra
Tim Reed-" WKRP in Cincinnati"***
I want to love you
I want you to love me
I want us to love one another
Always have each other back
Your best interest at heart
Boy thats a fact
I want to show you things
You've never seen
I want to see what we can bring
With both of us together is that enough
Lets see , about us
Us
Thats you and me
Is this what its suppose to be
Us lets try
You and I
My friend
My rollie
My buddy
My homie
The guy who makes me complete
Never feel lonely
My comedian
My laughter (thats what I need)
My guidance
My counselor
Friends first
Thats a plus
You are more than enough
You My calm when it gets rough
You have helped me with alot of stuff
I need a real one
Thats true
Boy I need you
Us
Thats you and me
Is this what its suppose to be
Us lets try
You and I
Us
Yes
That sounds great
Clap your hands if you can relate
(Repeat 1x)
Us
Thats you and me
Is this what its suppose to be
Us lets try
You and I
Repeat until chorus fades
Written by Concetta Hardnett
06/07/2026
now I am a little tired
and I am a little jealous
and devil, Lucifer Satan
what ever yo name is
I'm so tired of giving you praise
when most of the time
it's my choice process, yes
sometime it's me and it's never you
now I just remembered
a comedian named Flip Wilson
he used to play a part, a women called Jeriadean
and her motto was this-------
"The devil made me do it"
"The devil made me do it'
sometimes it's me and it's never you
well I got news for ya
not all the time its old Lucifer;
sometimes it's Bill, Jill, William or Phil;
you know we all got wills;
and I must confess
it's not always him it's us
sometimes it's me and it's never you
So resist the devil ole Lucifer, Satan
tell him to flee
before he really gets to you
it's not always him
sometimes it's you and me
so let's stop praising him
by calling all our situations, burdens by him
sometimes I am my own worst enemy
stop praise Satan, giving him a small victory;
so when your wrong just be wrong, repent;
and when he's in your mind and you do at this time accept;
resist him and he will flee
what does God say "rebuke him"
So resist the devil ole Lucifer, Satan
the father of lies, no longer welcome here;
and I won't give up just to left him in
so I go the throne to the altar to repent my (not his) sins;
because it's not always him;
sometimes its me and it's never you;
so I'm just gonna stop blaming you
because in doing so I and inadvertently praising you
written by James Edward Lee Sr. (c)2017
June 26 2017
My good friend was here yesterday
He and I were laughing and joking
Together. He was a very funny comedian
I’m shocked, I don’t know what to say
I’m speechless like a cold and timid hen
Everybody was praying for him to leave after spring
I guess God had another project, another plan
What a pity! My dear friend is now gone
Nobody knows anything about his destination
I wonder if he’s now living in a different nation
Under another blue sky, where birds fly like angels
Or under dark clouds, where frogs sing like crazy devils
My good friend is no longer here. He left with the wind
When the sun stopped shining. He was a good friend
It’s sad when a brave friend leaves unannounced
Without the sound of the bell of the old Cathedral
I am hurt. It is painful. I feel being sadly trounced
My friend left in a hurry, perhaps to live in another capital
Darn! My good friend was here yesterday
He and I were talking and watching
TV together. He quietly quit. He went away
He vamoosed before the arrival of spring.
Copyright © November 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.