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I was thinking back to my army days
We are all in the race of life, whether it be the tortoise or the hare!
KG thanks for the idea
Nothing is more than just a simple word Its an adjective, a noun, it's a subject,or a verb Whats in the box? nothing at all Anticipation with excitement or disappointment
Tribute to Steve's 'NICE LADY' poem..sooo funny..
Whacky me and sleepy ...good night
observation on last hospital visit and had to wait so long
Mother Goose would flip over this.
Now I know why my lucky coin is lucky. Have not used a pay phone in years. But....surprise they take a little more than what I remembered :( Thank goodness some people are nice enough to let others borrow a land line when there is no cell service and the old auto picks a cold dark night to give it's driver a little exercise.
You may have lied You may have hurt You may have done some dirty work You may have shame But who can we blame After all we’re just human You may feel guilt You may want to cry But who are we to judge a simple lie You may cause pain You m
Just a few lines that popped into my head after talking to a friend and trying to describe myself if I was in love.
Jack and Jill Went Up the Hill, I Don't know what they did, Suddenly Jill ran down shouting, i-pill, i-pill, i-pill...
If you read this you are obviously twisted
Popped up whist thinking spacey thoughts...
Inspired by an Australian bikie chick, and a recent ride (at the time) on a big red motorbike - a honda vfr, hence the aka r_honda_vfr The 'spelling mistakes' are intentional.
I most certainly did not write this. Hilda laughed so I might share.
I wrote this while caring for two children whom I looked after regularly - they loved it and we spent the afternoon with each of them acting out the animals as I read.
I wrote this just because it came to me .. no particular reason! Poems just arrive in my head - always have done over the last some 50 years. I can go for months without writing anything and yet, in one evening, I can write 6 or 7. I rarely change a word I write .. weird, eh?
i was just doodling and mixing words and after half hour or so came up with this poem
How do you make a rhyme, take a word and play with it for a time Place it in your head, like the colours purple or red Purples not blue but a large part of it is its true My favourite colour is black but I won’t speak of that Red will rhyme with
Oh dear, I am so ashamed What would Uncle Drac say Descended from this fine line Such terrible, fearsome vampires Out at night, hunting for food You’d better indoors be hiding Young or old, it matters not Your blood, theirs for the taking
Folks if you have to fight early in the morning, Dont forget to take out the chainsaws and kitchen knives, Husbands fight fire with deadly fire, Tell your wives how bad she really looks once she is fully awake, And wives be cunning in your cat
The amoeba has a special life because technically it never really dies, it just splits in half, unless of course the pond dries up!
I thought the Americans would have done things better than in Jamaica.
For your hands they go so fast as you talk so we will look at U. It will make us notice what is going on just let your guard down and let you in. For all i want to do is trust that i can help you in this class. Let it all out an
There once was a man………….. There once was a man with ideas. He thought he was cool to his peers. One day to his luck he did meet, A beautiful gal for to greet. He got put in his place. He bowed to her grace and his head shrunk down to it
Jack Spratt was terribly fat His wife was more obese than that, They had a fight Most every night As to who got the food for the cat.
I never kissed her...I just heard about her
The adventure continues
Continue'n on !
The story continues
An imaginative story about some hillfolks
Any resemblance to the characters in this story and anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.
I know a woman from Texas She already has five eX.s They could not perform What she considered norm She's using a vib for her erectus
There once was a woman from Texas, Who thought that she might in the nexus Meet the love of her life, be his trouble and strife, and all of her MUSCLES, she'd flexes!!
I always felt sorry for the monster, but I always call him Frankenstein.
Dunno, just made it up as it went along. PS, Rinstead is for gumboils. These days I'm less Bon Jovi, more Bongela.
Was just sitting there when my mind started wandering down some strange roads ... one must follow where the mind leads
Inspired by Three Little Bears and Red Riding Hood. Hee Hee !
" Laughter is a good medicine " Taken in small doses,it's good for what ails you.
I was thinking about Thanksgiving Day, and the inspiration came to me to write a poem about a turkey farmer losing his turkeys the day before he was to deliver then to his customers, and the ensuing disaster that would occur if he couldn't deliver the goods. It's just a whimsical poem.
Go on! Tell me you never raid Juniors Goodie bag ! Yeah Right !! He sees folks droppin' whole candy bars in there. But come mornin' when you let him check out his treasures THEY'RE ALL GONE !!!
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