Humorous Monorhyme Poems

Snatch it from the dragon's lair
while he's sleeping, shh, beware
(or you'll get caught in his stare)
eat some, share some, if you dare
(preserve rest in fridgidaire)
if...

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Sand, sand, everywhere
in my ears and in my hair
As I breathe this desert air
I’m growling like a grizzly bear

I need to slump into a chair
And...

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WORDPLAY

to my poet peers,
in this PS sphere;
where many shed a tear
with  talk of yesteryear;
Few puns do I hear !
so please my reader dear
p'raps you'll...

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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...

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Soon it will be a cold winter's day, 
hot chocolate is great for any holiday. 
I want to go out and play, 
let's go riding...

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“Who knows what rhymes lurk in the minds of men?! 
The Shadow knows!”
 
“Let’s rhyme”, said Shadow. Off it goes! 
The challenge’s up for PS...

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Her toenails are as thick as a tortoise shell
She does not hesitate to tell
Potentials suitors to go to h…..
She has not been to charm school,...

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One summer I bought husband and I shirts that matched.
Not one or two, but rather ten or twelve, all thickly thatched.
We rode around in them...

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Wake up! Wake up! It is New Year’s Day
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!
Mom barely opens her eyes, her face is gray.
She is not ready to two-step...

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For a St Patty’s day jig I need a pink pig.
His dog was irritated. His name was Quig.
I can dance a jig, just give me...

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You must be from Chicago, you football bears
I used to live there, they made the best chairs
Wrigley Field was way back against my lairs
They had...

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It was a risky proposition.
yet they held no inhibition.
Then formed a coalition.
obtained the disposition.
And it became a mission.
to make the acquisition
Ancient gold exhibition.
Had the right...

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"You'll find more peace in your life if you refuse to listen to idle chatter."
          ...

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Santa’s workshop was full of singers of every kind of voice.
The loudest one that sounded like gravel was my cousin Joyce.
She was wrapping and humming,...

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I was dealt a lame lot -
To hold on to a thought. 
I ruminate and rot, 
Yearning for a jackpot 
Of a tropical spot, 
Where...

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