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If from sleep I awaken I'm alive If I never wake up again I'm dead - which however I cannot experience I think this is unfair and to offer Death its fair share of existence I now rename ‘Life’ ‘Death’ At last I can enjoy the '
Beneath this stone I reside Lived a long life, then I died Left behind a nagging wife Caused me nothing but strife R.I.P. Robin Graves http://photos.conn
I once knew two sisters aptly named Flora and Fauna I coulda loved them both for sure I was a goner Flora was a flowery lass pretty Fauna was easy to envy both sisters planted kisses on cheeks so warm and friendly Fauna could change chrom
i am under 12 inches and i do not speak a word but when i act all i say is heard i can be royal i can be poor i can call you or send you away i can be your aid even though unpaid praise is rare for me you may one day agree this may
Hipperity hipperity hop bunny so full he could pop squeezes down his hole bumping into mole who gave his ear a sound wop
A little bit of light-hearted humor and a smile for you all. :-) "Roy" is my cousin, and he did find the truck and was instructed to get it cleaned out- white glove style- Cost him a small fortune, but it was well worth it. He was also instructed to put leather scented air freshener in it. The windshield was replaced as well. The 'ol truck was sold to a 16 year old boy who had been dreaming of some wheels of his own. :-)
Sit back ladies. Break out the popcorn and soda, (or whatever you've been smoking,) and contemplate this difinitive survey on the insanity of men. Film at 11:00. Are men really insane? Here are the results from the institute of 'What the freak wa
There stood death in my room I must admit looking rather angry Tapping his feet to an unheard beat As I kept working on the PC He kept mumbling under his breath As he was waiting for me to finish Far be it for him to take me mid stride He wa
Come my sweet invite me in For I shall be your secret lover Bare your neck to my naked gaze I can see a vein there pulsing My kiss so hot will boil your blood You'll soon swoon in my arms Not yet my love not yet First I need to feel your lif
Rich to have another Penny.... More men wold keep Pennys in their pocket's if they look like this Penny l.o.l....... (Some hummer in P.C.)
see, I've a bit of a potty mouth...
Was just having fun
I tell you son this tale I tell Is true as true can be Time was when dogs ruled And man was his pet He would take his man for walk And take him to the park There he’d make him throw a stick And play with a ball Man needs to be exercised
Unless you want to be inundated by animals don't invite that blasted cat and her fat flea. We never did get the house back. At last count there was seven hundred and sixty two animals living there. We now live in a tree house.
This is tongue in cheek write, when I was 19, I was sent to defend my countries interests in the Egyptian desert sands, far removed from England's green and pleasant land;
i know i couldnt read it either
jus me being a lil silly
A message to life! Even though it would not give a shit about it! My poetry is trying to mesmerize it! ;)lol
I posted some dark ones recently. This one is a lighthearted view of " The Corner ". Thank you for the inspiration dear ! He He.
A face that only a mother could love Hair that is matted and full of fleas I would have likened your voice to a dove If it didn’t sound like snapping trees A body that’s curved in all the wrong places Covered with hair from your head to your t
This the feeling when you fall in love.A confusion,a state of dilemma is there.
Oh my God I'm in deep trouble I have a lynching mob after me Hundreds and hundreds chasing me What have I done you ask A crime so heinous, so vile I killed the Easter Bunny Driving cross the meadow Thought I'd do some 4x4 Foot planted to the
I'm Dakota Jim I'm as tough as nails You better not cross my path On each hip a gun I wear And knives in me boots Across my back a Winchester And derringers in my sleeves I'm as tough as nails And I'll rob you blind Old women, children and a
^_^ first I wanted to write a romantic poem but have no idea why it ends this way.. lol
To you a tale I will tell A tale so dark and drear A light in bed you will shine Your body racked with fear The covers tight about you pull As my tale does progresseth Heart it pounds, fingers twitch And eyes round room a roving In the sh
Oh, for heavens sake. What's it take to get a date on Saturday night? Somebody needs to get some pizza up in this joint! Lol It's all in good fun.
Jesus, Moses, and an old man go golfing. The first one to tee off is Moses. He smashes the ball and it is heading right for the water hazard before the green. Moses raises his club, the water parts, and the ball makes it to the green. Jesus gets up t
Words stuck in my mind refusing to be released being obstinate
Inspired by Jade's P & Ragdoll poems... *pips(of oranges)/seeds of oranges
Had an itch, She voulunteered Oh that feels GOOD
Hey Scotty are you up there?,,can you beam me up outta here to anywhere, I don't care, everyone's crazy,, lost their minds, loopers, bloopers, all kinds, some write poetry and try their best,, still cant seperate from all the rest, is the
Hello Mum and Dad, don't bother staying up waiting for me. Will be home before sunrise. Don't bother leaving food out cause I'll grab a bite while out. Say hi to Gramps for me. Love Wolfgang Jr.
only problem here Title?==2hours!
How do you write your poetry Do you put your title first Your title last What routine do you go to ,to think of that first title to make us cry or laugh bring us joy reading are poems over and over again The title makes are little poem shine
Aaaggghhh..., or not?
She's finally found her man, nine foot tall and hairy He's the dream boy of the woods and he's found the gal he'll marry! They sent out the invitations Kickit shall be best man And cafe is free at last to give Bigfoot her hand There will be
Impressions..and another pot of coffee.lol.
My experience of jet lag on a long haul flight....
I f this sounds a little arrogant well that is because it is
on this day many moons ago a lovely lady was born with warm and loving fingers i wrote to you this little poem the daffodils in bloom open up to sing this song on this very special birthday i wish you all the happiness until this time n
I have had way to much coffee....
Wow, so thats yours?, what can it do?,,,,it does everything, want me to demonstrate for you?, Yes, I'd love to see it do its thing, jeez its big, bet it can damm near sing, Just hold out your hand, have no fear, just hold it like that and press
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