Funny Monorhyme Poems | Examples
These Funny Monorhyme poems are examples of Monorhyme poems about Funny. These are the best examples of Monorhyme Funny poems written by international poets.
On Monday Jay was rather gay
merry I mean not the other way
on his algebra he got an A
boasted a bit in way of a bray
what about Tuesday was it a good day?
Yes, because it’s the day he gets his pay
this was stated by his girlfriend Fay
She is older than most, her hair is gray
Wednesday was a different kind of day
Jay spent the day loading Nebraska hay
then he went swimming down by the bay
with his best friend, a funny guy, Trey
What about Thursday? Asked nosey aunt May
She likes things dreary, gloomy and gray
Should I worry? Do I need to pray?
Quite honestly, I had nothing to say.
I had not seen either Jay or Trey
Maybe they were missing since Thursday.
I knew this would amuse dreary Aunt May
So, I made up a lie said cousin Ray
Pirates snatched them and took them away
because they knew where a treasure lay
Old Aunt May began to moan, chant and sway
When they returned she took credit that day
Persnickety pig, persnickety pig
Would you like to smoke a favorite cig?
Cancer chances are amazingly big
He is being tempted by his cousin Quig
How about alcohol? Please take a swig.
Come here, persnickety pig, don’t be a prig.
Person who added this was his cousin Zig
For this cousin PP did not give a fig.
Zig thought this was funny, he danced a jig
Loud snapping noises, he had stepped on a twig
Persnickety pig, persnickety pig
Where is your mud? I have a need to dig.
I'm writing on your heart with a faint ink,
you have to look so close without a blink
to understand you must really think
and when you do, alas, you must then wink,
how from the milk of love you made me drink
with my glass not making a single cling.
his infantine fit was funny to see
coming out of a usually reserved Mr. Lee
he had been brainwashed by Trump TV
subliminal clips that ruined our friend Mr. Lee
Moon is my soul
Sun is my brain
That's why whenever I cry my energy drains
When I smile it rains
And all my makeup goes in vain
I love the sound of train
My mom loves to bargain
And look on the Terrace cute little sparrows eating grain
The neighbours nearby looking at me again
Watching them I make the sound of dog
Bow wow and they get entertain
Girl wearing lavender brought us carrots at the hutch.
We were appreciative, liked these orange things very much.
Stay and have some with us, suggested my cousin, Dutch.
Sorry, she said. I have to go get a car with a clutch.
Aren’t those old-fashioned? Asked my uncle Smutch.
Yes, but I like antiques, said the girl, I have an old-person’s touch.
Dutch thought it was funny, and laughed, and Smutch yelled “Dutch!”
He did not want the feelings hurt of girl who brought us carrots at the hutch.
two witches with their shiny pointed hats
having a tea party with their brazen cats
long came sixteen red-eyed vampire bats
looking for their Mom, Madame Bat o’Slats
those witches did not stop their amazing chats
they waved them on, past Rocky Mountain Flats.
were those witches? Asked biggest of vampire bats.
guess so, agreed his cousin, McGregory Grats.
who else would be on straw brooms while having chats?
asked one of the bat’s pet, a precocious rat named Brats.
two of the bats went back to the witches in the shiny hats.
excuse me, are you witches, ladies? Asked those forward bats.
cackling of the witches was heard all the way to the Flats.
it was hilarious to be asked this by vampire bats.
funny because one of the bats had a rat, with a hair in mats.
they were tickled to bits, these witches, by these forward bats.
Angel Pink and Angel Blue were the best duo in 2022.
They decorated Christmas trees without paste or glue.
Making a splash that was unexpected, not overdue.
We liked them a bunch, Angel Pink and Angel Blue.
They each had a unique Christmas hairdo
Angel Pink also had a parakeet that flew
Angel Blue’s outfit was a particular hue
His hair twisted into a funny curly-que
I saw them at church as I sat down in the pew
Where I could smell the kitchen’s beef stew
Angel Blue brought in a parrot without a clue
The bird kept yelling “Pee U” to the parishioners too.
Sunny is the day funny is the mood
I want to keep you in my heart for good
I can see your mind as if it is nude
You want to be like my favorite food
I wanted someone from very childhood
Someone just like you who will be my dude
I tried every way every way I could
To find the one and love the one I should
Now I have found you I have understood
Smell sweet smell after burning Sandal wood
Descending October days buzzed on caffeine
My house transforms into a living scene
Walking past you’ll see it’s quite obscene
Ghostly silhouettes dance beside the evergreen
From the roof swings a broken doll figurine
A creepy lonesome head lay just below a guillotine
Zombie moans, hanging guts and sagging spleen
From the darkness jump out ghouls unforeseen
Bloody vampire waiting for his next cuisine
A familiar cannibal has an appetizer of fava bean
Of gloom and doom I’m the local fright queen
Full of fervour and dread the kids will convene
Dressed as batman and squid game and wolverine
Ever keen for a scare, from tot to tween
Eyes a-twinkle in a trick or treat rush of dopamine
A haunted “Open soon” sign flashes citrine
But the treat of this trick, it is a smoke screen
Is wickedness a hereditary gene?
My heart did not shrink or grow, nor am I green
Yet I remain all hallows Grinch, the meanest of mean
Because the best part of this festive routine
Is I take it all down, the day before Halloween
MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA !!!!
October 25, 2022
Halloween Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
The king announced he might abdicate,
but first his enemies he would castigate.
He thought slowly and did concentrate
before he sought them to intimidate.
His comely wife he did adulate.
He did not wish to deprecate
her reputation so he did hesitate,
himself or her, to incriminate.
She had no thought to duplicate,
no desire at all to replicate
and he was willing to extricate
himself from the desire to procreate.
His enemies ready to infiltrate,
he sought the wisdom to meditate
on how he might obdurate
and keep his kingdom inviolate.
His name is Zed, he is a pumpkin head.
This is funny I said to my pal, Jed.
He said I kid you not. Please get out of bed.
I want you to meet Zed before he is wed.
I knew I would not be interested no matter how led.
My pal Jed is a trickster, amply named and fed.
He probably made up a story about a pumpkin head.
I brought along my sister and her boyfriend Ned.
Her boyfriend is a physician at K-med.
My cheeks were embarrassed, and my face was red.
When I was introduced to Zed, the pumpkin head.
I thought you were fictitious, I stupidly said.
He laughed at that and threw back his head.
Almost as good as what I thought; I thought you were dead.
We both glared at Jed, who was as silly as his twin Ted.
But here you are alive and well, instead said Zed.
Consider the worst that can happen to you:
A lingering June-July-August case of the flu,
Or waking one morn and you can’t do No. 2
Finding your 20-year-old is selling home brew
Your parakeet flies into your mulligan stew,
A summons from the IRS, you haven’t a clue
Your thumb and index finger meet super glue
The last three checks you wrote over-drew,
Your turn to speak, and you've missed your cue
You haven’t the faintest notion what to do!
Written July 4, 2022
Dear Old Humphrey, Teddy Bear
My parents won you at the fair
For years they sat you over there
In mom's old leather rocking chair
Deep inside the basement lair
His eyes so large, they seemed to stare
But I can’t take him anywhere
‘Cause I can’t lift an 8 foot bear
2/2/22
Pride of Place Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
She has a pink catitude that cannot be undone.
She is clever and funny with lots of feline fun.
I love her cat ears, they are not prissy or overdone.
I am quite all right that she is cat number one