Short Sillier Poems

Mom, give me a bowl of Lucky Charms,
I'll grow as you raise my arms...
see a taller me,
or much sillier me.
Mom, get me more of those Lucky Charms!...

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Feeling a whole bunch sillier today
Maybe it's the weather or the moon's ballet
Giggles are tops
Pull out the stops
Laugh till your belly hurts and you fart, olé!...

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Feeling a whole bunch sillier today
Maybe it's the weather or the moon's ballet
Giggles are tops
Pull out the stops
Laugh till your belly hurts and you fart, olé!...

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A BANG FOR A BANG

I think this was silly upon due reflection
So maybe I’m sillier than anyone
A horny chick told me to bring some protection
So I brought along a loaded gun
                © 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~...

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Of a raven wrote Edgar Poe
That came but would never go
  From its perch upon Pallas
  Cuz it liked watching Dallas  
On the TV picture show.

Alternate, sillier version:

Of a raven wrote Edgar Poe
That came but would never go,
  Whilst it dreamt of its Muses,
  Two of The Stooges;
Of Larry and of Curly but never Moe....

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Most politicians are liars
(As they are adept in tricks)
Most militants are no mind
(As they are trained to obey sillier)
Most merchants are greedy cheaters
(As too many profits they care)
Most pilferers are caught in red hand
(As they fail in nowhere)
...
Most of them will then Dwell 
In a cell in hell
Once, Satan asks
Who needs a fry bath? 
Silence, the hell becomes still...

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I looked at the toys and thought how silly

And what if I called him mr. Billy

He stroked my face and said it looked sweet

I knew he was the man I wanted to meet

I thought to myself how delicious 

It would be if I made myself Nutritious 

He gave me a lick 

So I gave him a kick

Yet I am a boy and you are a toy 

So forever alone we are

With our tiny baby feet

Oh how I love the silly little pinky toe...

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Start in the middle,
Where all warmth and understanding lies.
Then make your way to the ridge,
To the very edge of all-known splendour,
Just so that you know,
(At least you think you know)
How far you can go.

Then dump it all out,
(The middle, the ridges, the warmth)
And just kiss her. 
Make her shoot out of her boots.
Kiss her, kiss her, and then kiss her.

Because for you, and her, and the world,
There's no hope in getting less sillier....

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Assuring a zig-zagging zebra a zinc zim-bam-boo
without cash, is so brash! As then you will have to give two.
Insuring a zoo master  a zebra might rim-ram-roo
Practically tantamount to mashing a crashing bamboo.

As if you need any more trouble, my quim-quam-quaroo.
On your dash I shall lash a mashed mangled measly mad macaroo.
A sillier more gnashy poem I could try to get you.
But first let me throw in some trash, and a rash for us two....

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We decided on hand signals.
They got sillier each day.
Pretending to speak to each other.
Stroking our imaginary beards.

Sometimes we cawed or tweeted.
It drove our children bananas.
We did this in self-defense.
It frustrated them, causing them to leave.

It was the only way we could talk.
Have adult conversation
Without being interrupted
by our children.

Sure, they pout a bit,
but within ten minutes most of them are back.
So, it doesn’t permanently traumatize them....

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