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Poem Details | by
Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
family, funny, Grandson,
I know a scamp who chortles frabjously
as in the springtime galumphing he goes.
And just to show how wacky he can be,
he makes his tongue point up to touch his nose!
He has no wicked claws or eyes with flame
to match those of the manxome Jabberwock.
But just beware his jaws. Although he’s tame,
he can’t be stopped once he begins to talk!
I vouch that he can jabber endlessly
and have me at the end of my short rope.
My ears just might fall off one day, for he
gyres gibberish just like a gyroscope.
I dub my beamish grandson “Jabberwack”
for how he acts and how he loves to yak!
For Debbie Guzzi's "Go Ask Alice" Contest
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
fun, funny, grandchild, grandmother, grandson, humor, humorous,
What does pulverize mean? The five-year-old asks me.
His face is a frown.
“No idea,” I lie.
Having already put up with sobbing wailing
over the Easter Bunny’s beheading
which was explained by his 11-year-old brother.
Brother who giggles and runs off.
No telling how he has used pulverize.
Poem Details | by
James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories:
adventure, anxiety, caregiving, engagement, funny love, grandmother, grandson,
Flickered fingers;
Can't dial ringers;
Telephone calls;
Babies cry and crawls;
what do you do?
what do you do?
When their diapers fall?...
6/8/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2020
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
funny, life, Grandson,
our grandson goes
off to college to study...
wild life management
Click on "About This Poem"
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson,
Luke treats eating like a contest
An all that you can eat
Luke scoffs down everything
Fills himself down to his feet
Today he swallowed down six doughnuts
He gobbled up some pies
He munched his way through a chocolate cake
Two hamburgers and some fries
Luke was very pleased with himself
Acting like he’d won the cup
But then everything he’d eaten
Just came right back up
Though we did present him with a prize
But for Luke it caused more distress
As we handed him a mop and bucket
To clean up all the mess.
And it did him no good complaining
That his tummy hurts
This greedy little pig
Got his just deserts.
Poem Details | by
Barbara Gorelick |
Categories:
family, funny, Grandson,
I'm afraid of my cell phone I confess
"Someone" changed the ring tone to cause me stress
While I took a nap
He switched it to rap
Now when my phone rings I'm really a mess
"Someone" being my grandson Jordan..
I finally got him to change it back...lol
For the Techno-Limerick contest
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson, , cute,
It’s Luke's first day at school today
I wonder how he’s getting on
I hope he is behaving himself
I hope the crayons haven’t all gone
Because Luke is partial to crayons
He seems to just love wax
He sees a pack of crayons
As some exotic snacks
I wonder if he will make a friend
I hope he’s not a bully
No, Luke is far too nice for that
So I guess I shouldn’t worry
He looked really cute in his uniform
Smart jumper, trousers and sandals
But he will be home for tea real soon
So I'm off to hide the candles.
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson,
Luke always likes
To try out something new
And today he decided
That he would drink shampoo
Of course it made him feel quite sick
But that’s the least of all his troubles
Because now every time he opens his mouth
Out float a million bubbles
And bubbles come from his nose
And bubbles come from his ears
And now every time he cries
He cries bubbles instead of tears
I don’t think he will again
Put shampoo in his tum
Especially now that bubbles
Are coming from his bum
Though I suppose there is a bright side
He’s sure to impress his friends
When they see that Luke
Can blow bubbles from both ends.
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
kids, funny, grandson,
Luke got hold of a camera
And went on a picture taking spree
He took a picture of his baby brother
He took a picture of me
He took a picture of his nan
He took a picture of his mum
He even took a picture
Of the dog, while it was licking its bum
But Luke was holding the camera
Completely the wrong way round
It wasn’t until we saw the photos
That all that was to be found
Were not the pictures we were expecting
All we ended up with instead
Were lots and lots of photos
Of Luke’s shiny forehead.
Poem Details | by
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories:
funny, Grandson,
Florida Mosquitoes
A boy stayed with his grandma one summer.
Mosquitoes loved him; it was a bummer!
They liked to drink his blood.
It never was a dud.
They lined up to slurp him for dinner.
Co-written by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen and her 6-year-old grandson who said that the mosquitoes lined up to
eat him.
Poem Details | by
Randy Steele |
Categories:
children, funny, people, Grandson,
My grandson just loves to make noise
The louder the better his toys
His batteries I hide
The noise still resides
Turns out that I hid his decoys
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
animals, funny, imagination, nature, Grandson,
Man in the moon is
Fishing for seasonal fish
From the harvest perch
(My grandson who lives with me said that he saw a man fish in Raul's "Reflections" picture.)
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
children, humor,
"Granny let's go"
With gusto said
"Below . . . basement"
"Gran first placement"
His statement rang
Payment. . . safety
He said bravely
. . . "hastily come,
Matey" if . . . scream
Fill in the ellips
line three...for
line six...his
line seven...I'll
line eight...you
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson,
Luke has a special friend
That only he can see
He calls him Herbert Sherbet
Invisible to you and me
I have never seen him
But he must be real I presume
When things get broken it's never Luke
Though only he's in the room
So many ornaments broken
So many valuables lost
All destroyed by an invisible force
I dare not add up the cost
Luke likes kicking his football
Inside rather that out of the house
His friend always plays with him
Though unlike Luke he’s as quite as a mouse
SMASH, goes another valuable
I know who’ll get the blame
Luke of course a picture of innocence
As Mr. Invisible strikes again
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
family, funny, Grandson,
Red-headed, brown sugar drops on nose
Taller, taller, taller he grows
Big brown eyes, braces on teeth
Wax in ears, boots on his feet
(Observing my grandson sitting in the ENT office to be told that he has some
hearing loss from constant allergy, infections, and middle ear infections.)
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson, school,
Friday is spelling test day
At the school where Luke does go
Of course Luke hadn’t learnt the words
He just didn’t want to know
He should have learnt them every night
Straight after tea
But he’d much rather go out and play
Or sit and watch TV
Come Friday morning
Luke claimed that he was ill
A belly ache, an ear ache
Though he refused to take a pill
His acting didn’t fool anyone
His lies did not prevail
He went to school and took the test
Of course, a massive fail
But Luke isn’t all that bothered
And he’s forgotten about his ‘pain’
He doesn’t have to worry about tests anymore
Well, not until Friday comes around again.
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson,
Captain Evil Eye is here
More a super villain than a hero
Just one look from his evil eye
Your temperature drops to zero
Yes it is Luke’s little party trick
This thing he does with his eye
When he stares at you with that look
You don’t know whether to laugh or cry
Go and do your homework
And Captain Evil Eye is there
Go and tidy up your room
You’ll see the steely glare
Come on now it’s time for bed
The evil eye stares you down
Captain Evil Eye looks a little
Like some psychotic clown
But even super villains get tired
And we eventually get our way
As Captain Evil Eye is put to bed
His evil work done for the day
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson,
This is the first in a series of poems about my cheeky grandson, Luke
Luke decided to go fishing
On a warm spring like day
With a huge net on a poll
And an old jam jar he found on the way
He didn't catch any fish
But got some frog spawn in the jar
Off home he wandered quite happily
He didn't have to go all that far
Later that night he felt hungry
Eyed the frog spawn with glee
"That looks just like jelly,
I wonder what it tastes like" thought he
Now I am afraid to say he did eat it
It would have made him ill you'd have thought
But it didn't do any harm at all
Though he did get a frog in his throat.
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
kids, funny, grandson, , cute,
Luke’s lips are swollen
He doesn’t look that great
It must be an allergic reaction
To something that he ate
Luke’s lips are swollen
It’s pretty hard to ignore
It can’t be the nuts he scoffed down
As he has had loads of them before
Luke’s lips are swollen
Big lips on him just don’t suit
Though some people with a warped sense of humour
May think that it looks rather cute
Luke’s lips are swollen
From what we may never know
But now it is time for his medicine
So to the doctors poor Luke must go
Luke’s lips are swollen
Looking like two massive red pearls
But the doctor had it figured out
He’d been kissing too many girls.
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson,
The second in a series of poems about my cheeky grandson, Luke
Hurry up, Luke we’re going to be late
Get your head out of the garden gate
Don’t know what you put it there for
You’ve got it stuck three times before
At the other side there’s nothing new
So why go sticking your head right through
Oh! It’s stuck again; don’t get in a flutter
Hang in there I’ll fetch the butter
A bit of grease behind the ear
Will get you out so never fear
It is rude you know to make people wait
So hurry up Luke, we’re going to be late.
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson,
I found Luke an old golf club
And several shiny golf balls
That will keep him quite for a while
While I make a few phone calls
Smash, went a window
In the greenhouse out the back
Smash, went another one
It sounds like we’re under attack
Smash, went the old fish tank
We threw out in the trash
Maybe we should have sold it
We’re going to certainly need the cash
Smash, went another window
Smash, and then one more
Then smash went the window
On the kitchen door
I grabbed the golf club from Luke
Saw all the windows had gone
The lad has one hell of golf swing
And got more than a few holes in one
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, funny, grandson,
Luke got a letter from school
A sea voyage they had planned
Luke was really excited
As you may well understand
On the day everyone had a wonderful time
But someone was staying below deck
Feeling really ill, should have taken a pill
And was looking like a wreck
Yes while others were enjoying the sites
Luke was nowhere to be seen
Still down below and wouldn't you know
Turning a strange shade of green
It should have been something to treasure
But this was a school trip to hell
I don't think in future he'll bother with trips
Because I'm afraid Luke don't travel too well.
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, grandson, humor,
This room is in an awful state
Someone couldn't care less
How could anybody live this way
Such a terrible mess
Wallpaper hangs from the walls
A wardrobe is missing it's door
An unmade bed full of crumbs
And stuff all over the floor
Something hangs from the ceiling
That once upon a time gave out light
Don't know what has gone on in here
It looks like there has been a fight
Piles of smelly socks stand in the corner
There's a fish tank devoid of all fish
And something furry that may once have been food
Is growing in a dish
I am not going to clean up this mess
Like this it will just have to stay
Isn't Luke a naughty boy
For letting his bedroom get this way.
Poem Details | by
Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories:
children, kids, grandson, humor,
Mixing a little potion here and there
Something strange is stinking
Why did they buy Luke that chemistry set?
What on earth where they thinking?
Nothing good can come of it
There will be trouble down the road
It is only a matter of time
Before we hear something explode
Luke is mixing potions
His formulas he perfects
I know he’ll want us to drink some
To see the side effects
We’ll all be covered in spots or something
Or all have bright blue hair
But now Luke is the mad professor
I don’t think he will care.
For that project is over for him
Those plans have now been hurled
Now he is onto bigger things
To one day take over the world..........Mwahahahah
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
funny, grandchild, grandfather, grandmother, grandparents, grandson, love hurts,
I lost the remote in the living room.
On Saturday.
My husband and I ran around looking and looking.
At first it was just the couch pillows, we were looking through.
An hour into it we had made what looks like a bon fire,
Tipping over couches, recliners, and such.
We broke a couple of tables.
Hey, wait, my husband reminded me.
Merlin was here today.
I called Merlin’s mommy, our daughter.
She said, "Oh, darn. We just found it. We thought it
was the one we lost a couple of weeks ago."
Merlin is our two year old grandson
Whom we apparently did not watch
As well as we should have the
5 hours he was here.
He is going to have to
Leave his hoodie and
His diapers at home.