Silly Poems | Examples of Silly Poetry

I leaned back in my chair and carefully thought, 'bout what is to be, and what is not, and the things that are and the things which was, and what doesn't and that which does. Just then, I leaned too far and fell on my head. I'd finish the thought, but now I'm dead....

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Tulip Larry was being groomed for the role of fairy. He required a lot of assistance, Since the form letter discovered his existence. Received in the mail during a winter of hail. Tulip Larry read the instructions that came with the kit. ...

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We live not inland, but on the beach, where splashing waves and sand crabs reach. So, we style the place we dwell Outland, where people's ears are filled with sand. Like English, our cuisine is blandish, but our languish is Outlandish....

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eds are deadly dangerous more people die there no matter young or old than anywhere else in the whole wide world (or so I've been told) and if it's not too late someone should legislate to outlaw and recall them all then instead we'll sleep on the floor so before you go up the wooden hills to Bedforshire and wend your weary way to the land of Nod if you...

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'To Womb it may concern,' tho' not quite the norm, the gyno's form letter read, 'I am pleased to inform you are not about to have a baby, but instead, in brief, double your pleasure double your fun, it may be a relief, so with no further ado, not keeping mum nor holding you on needles and pins, with two for the price of one, Madame, you are expecting...

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I walked past the cherry trees today, Their petals, falling every which way. As if it were pink snow: soft, light, and rose. Taking in the breeze before being cast down to the shadows. I stopped and stared, simply standing alone, The world around me seemed to turn to stone. It was as if someone had hit pause there, With blossoms dancing...

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Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Damn, my reflection enthralls them all. No Medusa's gaze, no serpent's hiss, My presence alone, sheer, potent bliss. No need for coils or stony stare, My impact's etched in the very air. A kiss of stone? How quaint, how mild, My very being drives mortals wild. I am fly, a dazzling dream,...

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Birds are flappy, fish are flippy. Lively creatures, they are both. Hares are hoppy and they're zippy. What gives with the sluggish sloth?...

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The Indian guru's mantra of the day, tho' somewhat strange, goes this way... 'When words fail and at a loss, contemplate aural hygiene with transcendental floss.' ...

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Tho' not with a dagger in the library nor candlestick in the conservatory someone done the dirty deed and yet of bodies none were found perhaps the evidence had been concealed interred deep down underground so no one's doing time it was eventually revealed for the heinous crime of thuggery and skullduggery terrible as it may be where the skeletons are buried only the gravedigger knows and after...

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A sleazy greedy cheating single-minded lying used car salesman with ambition had higher aspiration hopes of a top managerial position altho' customer trust was a must as the fast-talking low-life archetype his focus was on moving their money into his pocket with one fell swipe so to move as much merchandise as a man can possibly do while on rota to meet his quota he'd advertise...

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They were all out standing in their field with an ass or two and a few moose along with a stray Canadian goose when someone let the Appaloosas loose not a welcome sight nor pretty view while the moose who cud did slowly chew the well-trained colt did not bolt or even buck to shuck us the goose didn't give a honk or...

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Buxom Barbara burned her bra never again lift and separate or cross your heart to contemplate she likes to feel her bosom counts when flouncing down the boulevard Barb now snags more bounce to the ounce abroad in the world without a single care it never fazed her one bit nor a whit when this would jounce most men to stop and stare as...

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Why do I like you? I dunno. Maybe it's the way your bloomers show. In your Scottish dancing clogs yer smoother than a seal or frog's fur. ...

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ever really knowing if I'm coming or going meanwhile what am I to do with you as somewhat akin under the skin yet now quite skint but taking a sprint and just for fun making a dummy run if I may say it's leave or stay quite the conundrum of all things the sum but when it's said and done of the be and end-all none for should you ever think...

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