Humorous and funny Dust poems and/or funny poems about Dust. Read, share, and enjoy these hilarious Dust funny poems!
Written by
Shani Fassbender
Categories:
funny
Dust
Dust
airborne
can settle
everywhere
It lands on tables and under your bed
It also clings to your computer screen
on clothes it goes
and of course
up your
nose
Pets
people
in your food
not in the mood
In the air, everywhere, I don’t care
You can have it mop, cloth, feather duster
I don’t want it
here or there
not one
bit
So
go clean
all over
dust if you must
Scratch me a note of “clean me” on my shelf
If I dust today it will just come back
everywhere
it settles
in my
home
Written by
Sandra Haight
Categories:
humor, metaphor,
Dust
There once was a housewife named Claire
Who shook out her mop in the air
The dust whirled like stars
The Earth, Moon, and Mars-
Who’s shaking a dust mop up there?
Written by
Hat Bueckert
Categories:
humor, silly,
Just a Bit of Dust
Recently learned the word malaprop, didn't want to dally on this something silly, cheers dilly
The dust flew off the top of the sealant fan
Frantically I started to clean my barns out
I swept it quickly up in my little dust pan
Worked up quite a thirst, without a drought
I spot checked with a test of the right glove
Everything finally seeming so slick and span
Until in the room walked the life of my love
And he turned on that damned dusty fan
I screamed and yelled from the tip of my lung
And passed a list of chores called honey poo
Is that what it's called? it's on the top of my tongue
Swept up all the dust again, that's what my honey do
Written by
Kim Merryman
Categories:
funny,
Dust Bunnies and Cobwebs
Dust bunnies live under my bed,
And they are starting to mess with my head.
I sweep them away,
But away they won't stay,
They bring along friends instead.
The cobwebs are naughty, too,
But I do what I have to do.
With a broom and a cloth,
I remove signs of sloth,
And I bid those cobwebs adieu!
3/7/12 for Francine's "Cobwebs and Dust" contest
Theme: Cobwebs and Dust
Written by
Solomon Ochwo-Oburu
Categories:
adventure, anti bullying, bereavement, conflict, freedom, hilarious, satire,
Polished Dust
Polished Dust
Ha- haa our community has reared a bull
As it moves from the kraal it charges
Against a tree, a rock, and anything
When the moon peeps it charges at it
When the sun rises it sneezes at it
When cloud swims above it raises dust
Wanting to jump and touch the sky
Giggling like a ghost when darkness knocks
You meet such bulls in grazing lands
Day in, day out busy charging at all
Sometimes with tongues poked out,
Releasing hot dung in water they drink
Generations in and out the game continues
With futile action of polished dust
This land of humans with rationalism aside
Is rich in polished dust more than all
Written by
William Robinson
Categories:
children, funny, people,
Dust Buster
Super rodeo star, Buster Tyding,
Has, reportedly, gone into hiding.
Seems he fractured his pride,
Landing on his backside,
When thrown by the goat he was riding.
Written by
Doris Culverhouse
Categories:
funny, imagination,
Waking Up With a Goose and Dandelion Dust
My sight is blurry and in a hurry
Where is my underwear?
Have a pain in my drain, don't need to strain
Do I hear wind and rain?
My mouth feels like dandelion dust
Rinsing goose feathers or bust
Should I trust the starburst
Or just sit and curse or maybe worse?
Contest: Boisterous comedy for John Freeman
Picture of a man with the morning blues, wild nonfocusing eyes, and dandelion, goose down or starburst in his hair!!
Written by
Elton Camp
Categories:
humorous,
Eat My Dust, Punk
Eat My Dust, Punk
By Elton Camp
Gran had her kids raised and mortgage paid
And so figured it was time that she played
From the car dealer, she a bought a big V8
It had 400 horsepower and surely ran great
If anybody happened to get in Gran’s way,
Then there was gonna be the devil to pay
If, on the Interstate, anyone attempted to pass,
Gran stomped her foot firmly on the gas
And when she was stopped at a traffic light
Try to outrun her and you’d be in for a fight
She jammed the accelerator to the floor
And her big motor gave off a loud roar
“Eat my Dust, Punk,” is what she yelled
As drag racer, Gran couldn’t be excelled
Written by
Ilene Bauer
Categories:
humor,
Dust
A housewife who hated to dust
Had to wrinkle her nose in disgust
For the house looked much worse
Though she’d emptied her purse
To a maid that she thought she could trust.
But it turned out the maid, filled with lust,
Didn’t do what the two had discussed
Since she cleaned up, instead,
With the husband in bed
And her dusting rag never got mussed.
There’s a lesson here – plans may combust
And we all have to somehow adjust.
Now the wife’s learned to clean;
Not a speck can be seen
Though her husband has bitten the dust!
Written by
Titus Llewellyn
Categories:
funny, sad, visionary,
Dust To Dust
Origin means it came from the unknown,
Death returns it back, the rest is bone.
Written by
Jack Ellison
Categories:
humorous,
Brain Dust
Some people are really bothered by dandruff
Special treatments are surely a must
But after some tests by a team of beauticians
They determined mine is brain dust!
Too much intelligence can be quite disconcerting
Being constantly right all the time
You just can't imagine the stress that it causes
Enlightening the lesser kind!
I've always possessed this superior type brain
But there are times it just overflows
Those white flecks you see dotting my shoulders
It's not dandruff... just so you know!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Written by
Sonia Walker
Categories:
anxiety, home, humorous,
Dust Is Endless
dust is endless
no matter how hard
I try to wipe it away,
it returns like a bad
memory which refuses
to be erased and
reappears in the middle
of the night as an old
black and white movie
which keeps showing
the same scene over
and over until I search
for the remote which
fell on the dusty floor
Written by
Regina Mcintosh
Categories:
children, fairy, fantasy, fun, giggle, nursery rhyme, sunshine,
Pixie Dust
Pixie resting in the sun
All the wonder of morning’s warm.
Listen to her voice, so soft and fun,
Sweet giggles fade with the storm.
Pixie nods, speaks of peace so still.
Remembered words from poems spun,
Gentle petals from the flowers spill.
Dragonfly tells what she’s done.
Written by
Anais Vionet
Categories:
analogy, encouraging, future, humor, philosophy,
Dust
We are poor creatures
slimy organs imprisoned in flesh.
The sun burns us, water drowns us
our lives are rough and short,
we’re little more than talking dust.
We all howl with angry doubts.
Our art may dry and chip
our science could let us down,
our poets stammer and grow quiet.
Humanity has always been imperfect,
but some of us are trying. We see the stars,
we know passion, we sing and dance
and are indomitable - join us-
because the best is yet to come
Written by
Linda Smith
Categories:
devotion, funny, life,
Dust Bunnies
Hiding 'neath the bed
behind the couch
crouching in the corner.
I struggle daily without rest
At me, you jest.
I fight with the broom
I struggle with the vacuum
Despite my efforts
daily, you multiply.
If I were to stop would you become
a giant beast all covered with hair
Out of the shadows you would creep
waiting to leap
so I continue, this battle I keep.
Written by
Regina Elliott
Categories:
6th grade, 7th grade, animal, cute, humor,
Dust Bunnies
Gathering under my bed, dust bunnies congregate,
fluffy and gray, but I'm resolute,
I have a broom to reach them, but then I hesitate,
live and let live, I say, as they're so dag-gone cute!
Written by
Matthew Herfurth
Categories:
humor,
Brick Dust
Brick Dust
Brick dust tastes
better than
salt.
Written by
Marinus Jansen
Categories:
fate, humor, judgement, lust, silly,
My lot in eternity is to forever gather dust
My lot in eternity is to forever gather dust.
And I agree.
For the way I lived my life, that's probably just.
But I'd so hoped for a task
were at least part of the ask
was to do something fruitful with the excess of my lust.
Written by
Nicholas Enloe
Categories:
humor,
Everywhere Dust
My house is full of pets in each corner,
under the stove,
behind the fridge,
around the water heater.
Little grey bunnies made of dust,
so furry and made of me and you,
of cats and dogs and my wooly vest.
Do I dare pet them?
Set out a water dish for food?
Watch them grow and let them outside to graze,
they have as many names as I dare give,
and I fear some stranger may sweep them,
But I have dust cats and dogs as well,
dust goats and dust giraffes.
Dust people,
dust friends.