Funny Verse Poems | Examples

These Funny Verse poems are examples of Verse poems about Funny. These are the best examples of Verse Funny poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberMerchantman Report

I professorially , perceptively
unofficially
noiselessly spoke

that addlepated
moldy merchantman
would pass
through foaminess

with volumetrically
unretrievable moonshine
and sunberry fodder
for bungarus

his puppyish
impracticable tantrum

impeccable monotonous drone
rowdy crescendo

a classic companion dither

could they brainwash
this opposer ?

but lukewarm normalcy
will not obstreperously come .

okay !


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 14–20, 2026)


Premium MemberThe Spy Who Loves Me & the Hungarians

I was sitting in sub-zero temperatures in the Northern Arctic
As one does when you're a Swedish spy 
Caught between conflicting ethical codes...
Stuck in my tent I stumbled upon a poem 
Pondering the experience of Hot British Tea.
The poem was long and decorous with adjectives.
My lips were stuck and frosted together in parts
As I murmured along with teeth chattering 
With the rhythm of an African cheetah.
Though the words buttered into my soul.
"Steep," "simmering," "piping," and "warming"
Warmed my innards and radiated outward,
The imagination muscling forth the reality.
"SNIP!"
"SNIP!"
"SNIP!"
Crikey. Long-ranged silencers. I've been found.
(Hungarians.)
"SNIP!"
"SNIP!"

Premium MemberThe Super Positioning Meaning Of Life

Poised-
Now It's Poisoned
Now Nothing...

Meaningless Trash.

My Poem Was Started
With A Laugh
But Something Else
Too.

I Forgot.
That's Funny.

I'm Glad It
Was... And I
Think I ...

Don't You Think
The Emptiness
You're Focusing
On Fulfilling...

Laughs Better
Than You Can
Possibly Remember?

-Gray Squirrel

09-12-2026

Premium MemberAdult Humor

We call it adult humor
Dressed like late night intellect
But the joke is just a cheap dare
We clap like it’s profound

We claim it’s edgy commentary
Wrapped in clever phrasing
But it’s really playground bravado
Posing as sophistication

We say it’s mature wit
Served with craft beer confidence
But it’s just petty mischief
Wearing a grown up voice

We insist it’s highbrow comedy
Sold as cultural insight
But it’s thin skinned teasing
Masquerading as satire

We pretend we’ve evolved past childishness
Framing jokes as worldly wisdom
But the truth is embarrassingly simple
We never stopped laughing at the easy stuff

Premium MemberA Strange Accusation

I bootstrap bobcat , was hastily enlisting a badmouth bystander to hound the tiddley hippies into fiendish fluster ?


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 7–13, 2026)


Premium MemberHeads Holiday - Minds Meanderings

Contest: Alliterisen
Sponsor: Joseph May
Date: September 4th 2026
(syllable count) included end of each line

Too often My Mind likes to Day Dream   (9)
Advancing Aimlessly into a Vast Void.    (11)
I'm Left 'Lone still Wondering Why           (8)
I'm Ignorant of its Thoughtless Travels!  (10)
A Blank Blind Stare Straight ahead -        (7)
The Brains Booster? Vacating Vessel!    (9)
A Dozy Daze until the Brain's Back...       (9)

Premium MemberCan we finally settle the score?

What came first the chicken or the egg?
The jury is still out on this one. Wait....
Have we found a referee to settle this dispute?



AP: Honorable Mention 2026

Premium MemberOne of Us is High on Life

One of us does not
laugh at the other

One of us asks
“What’s that light?”

The other responds, elegantly:
“My reading light I use
to keep my eye on you”

One of us thinks that’s funny
One of us does not

One of us is high
on life
One of us is not
© CC Bloom  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberToilet Paper Roll

     I keep sufficient stalk of daily needs ! 
      That is my nature.
     Regarding toilet paper
    I have three rolls always at hand.
    One is finished, I order for the next .
     Never to fall any shortage !

   "Toilet Tissue almost at end !"
   "Funny Topic"
  " Ridiculous Question" : 
     Not to entertain .

Premium MemberWitchlings


Naked witchlings rooted in my head
While the sun was sleeping under my bed
Counting their fingers, scribbling spells
Burning candles, ringing bells
Killing cats and gutting rats
Reading runes and epithets
Did I say they were naked
There is that....
they've been a thousand lifetimes getting here
I'll give them a thousand more
To get out of my hair

D.C. Jordan

Premium MemberLet's all get along

Sometimes jokes are hurtful.
They're not as funny as we think.
Everyone appreciates a caring comment.
There's so much more to gain
from being considerate and kind.



AP: 2nd place 2026, Honorable Mention 2026

Premium MemberMan-Shaped Orchid



An Italian Orchid that is native to the Mediterranean,
a cluster of pink/purple blooms that resemble men,
each wearing a hat and has a funny face too,
they grow in sun-drenched meadow,
and they dance and in the breezes,
oh, such a rare and unique flower,
that also looks like a person . . .

Premium Member"Give Yourself Props, And Notice"

There long ago was soul,

Daring  and bold,

Who shifted more weight than was told.

They made available themselves props

For the battles they immobilized  and noticed

Their power taking hold.

Give yourself props, don't delay 

You've  achieved  every step of your way.

When you delay and take heed

You'll see your own bull's eye

Has carried you day after day.

"Give yourself props, don't be reserved-

You endured what they swore  you'd deny.

When you stop and take note of the strife you

Out-wrote

You'll see you're the reason you fly

Give yourself props- funny thing

How we clap for the minuscule of wins.

But the truth that you miss is you've

Interacted all this-

With grace that deserves violins.

Premium MemberTaking It Slow

Taking It Slow

Two horses traveling along a fence
stopped partway on their journey
one nibbling at dead grass and the other
standing behind it, wondering why they stopped,
so soon

Is this what couples are like when taking it slow,
or are they simply uncertain what way to take
on the journey to their future?
© John Long  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberTouching

Up high, I touched a cloud
thinking it would be clingy
as that tasty lick of cotton-candy
stretched and stringy -- 
Touched a heart! Stuck forever.
Now wasn’t that also sweet
and clever!?

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