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Poem Details | by
Laura Hannan |
Categories:
funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, parody, passion, teen,
My darling enigma, my dove
You’re the epitome of my love
Your smile shines at me pearly white
Pale skin shines and glints in the light
Silken locks, obsidian flow
Eyes just like ice, crystalline glow
Peals of laughter ring like a bell
Enchant me; I’m under your spell
You walk with a musical flow
Tiptoeing with softness through snow
But, alas, you open your mouth
Utter tripe spilling out
If only you’d keep your mouth shut.
(Love from Anonymous)
Poem Details | by
Flippant She-Creature |
Categories:
funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, health, lost love, love, mother, parody, romance, satire, sorry,
Shall I compare thee to your mother's ****?
Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent.
Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce
And all her clothes hath all too short a rent
Sometime too hot-headed of hell doth burn,
And often is the true nature exposed;
And every foul from fowl; my stomach churns,
By reason, or by nature's raging closed.
But thy infernal diet shall ne’er start
Nor gain possession of which now I grasp;
Nor shall we meet again; let’s stay apart,
When in eternal sounds the voice does rasp,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can cry,
So long lives this, and I bid thee goodbye.
Poem Details | by
Gerard Keogh Jr. |
Categories:
fantasy, funny, parody, science fiction
Soon the curious swelled to a mob.
as they gathered to gape at the glob.
Someone prods with a stick.
as another screams: " Quick!"
"We must run for our lives! It's the Blob!"
Poem Details | by
Sean Kelly |
Categories:
funny, parody,
A young fertile mother begat
Triplets , called Tim , Tom and Tat .
Great fun at breeding .
Confusion at feeding .
When she found there was no tit~for~tat ..
Poem Details | by
Ahellas Alixopulos |
Categories:
allegory, funny, on work and working, parody, work,
Going on down to the demos today
the last farmer has been put away.
They shot him down
just outside of town.
Police found him in his own cornfield,
where he resisted and refused to yield.
Since his were crimes against the state,
then death obviously was to be his fate.
Going on down to the demos today
the last farmer has been put away.
He refused to buy corn from the corporation,
produced his own seeds for his liberation.
He refused to buy genetic sprays
to eliminate the bugs and the butterflys.
By his wanton self pollination
he threatened the food supply of our nation.
We're going on down to the demos today
to give thanks to those who put terrorists away.
Poem Details | by
Jslambert Mister Roboto |
Categories:
death, dedication, depression, funeral, funny, inspirational, introspection, life, loss, parody
They tried to make you go to Rehab...
you said...
NO!
NO!!
NO!!!
Shoulda' packed your bags ta' Rehab...
you wouldn't
GO!
GO!!
GO!!!
boo-hoo hot-mess
Wine-HORSE
Poem Details | by
David Kavanagh |
Categories:
allusion, humorous, parody, word play,
they closed the brothel
to open a bakery
tarts still lay around
black forests are on display
no fresh muffins ~ nothing’s changed
They Closed The Brothel Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
14/02/2021/ syllable counter PS 5/7/5/7/7
Poem Details | by
Dino Spahillari |
Categories:
funny, parody, food,
We were vegan
with a brain smaller
than a peanut
and then we started eating
meat
fish
our brain got larger
we became higher primates
moving up the food chain
larger brain
smarter men
bigger hearts
higher blood pressure
and now
we moved back
to green
forget the red meat
back
to the trees
and to grass fields
became vegan again
up and down
the food chain
hopefully the brain
stays the same...
Poem Details | by
Ann Rich |
Categories:
dedication, devotion, faith, funny, inspirational, introspection, life, mystery, parody, people
I am looking right at you and you don’t even know it.
I will deter your intent and throw you off a steep cliff.
But in the air will be my snuff and gruff you can sniff.
Eventually I will have some sort of mercy of just a bit.
Surely we are above empowering manners of tat for tit.
Maybe I’ll light a scented candle and blow you my whiff.
Or maybe I will strand you grounding your bones to stiff.
Opposed or decomposed and still composed I won’t quit.
Upside down,
Inside or out,
I’ll throw down.
I am the clout.
Don’t mistake my identity,
Either or, it’s your eternity.
® Registered: Ann Rich 2009
Poem Details | by
Tom Bell |
Categories:
funny, love, parody, me,
I've asked this of many women,
And get strange looks towards my way,
And in all honesty,
I think I ought to say,
What the hell is a concubine??
Is it an imprisoned porcupine?
I just don't really know,
But, ask it I do, often,
With results too easy to show,
That's not a healthy rosy cheek,
But face-slaps I seem to seek,
Stings like all hell,
Oh, what, by God, do tell...
What the hell am I saying aloud,
And why does it leave me less than proud?
Gotta' get me one'a dem fancy dik-shun-arees
Else I be beaten down to my knees..........
Poem Details | by
Sean Kelly |
Categories:
funny, parody, daffodils,
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high as day begun,
Until I see a happy crowd,
YES !! then I'll go and block the Sun .
I'll threaten mist , but dump some showers.
First a gentle fall , then heavy spills.
I'll seek-out Willie Wordsworth's flowers
And rain upon his daffodils .
P.S. Lighten-up folks...... not to be taken seriously...........
Poem Details | by
Tom Bell |
Categories:
adventure, funny, mystery, parody, science fiction,
they're here!
the saucers I've waited for...
It's hard to believe...
we've waited so long!
with a sense of wonder,
and a sense of joy...
at their arrival....
oh boy!...oh boy!...
yes, this seems to be
a red-letter day..
I'm left with only...
one more thing to say...
when, just when,
will we wait,
till kittens turn to pups,?
do you think I might expect...
to get the matching cups!...
.
Poem Details | by
William Robinson |
Categories:
funny, health, parody,
Early to drink,
And early to smoke
Will leave a man shaking,
Coughing, and broke.
Poem Details | by
B. Joseph Fitzsimons |
Categories:
art, humor, humorous, parody, poems, poetry, poets,
Am I vomiting?
Or do I throw down instead of up.
Singing with a sudden frown,
In barf upon a promised gown.
I wore it to prom as a virgin.
I wore it on my wrist.
A flower wrapped around the list,
Of ankles cankled ‘neath a face unkissed.
I’m a pimple.
Pop me till I puke.
Until the thrill of the up I chuck,
Quacks like a drunken duck.
Or high like the school?
Drooling with the fellow mule.
Assing through town unable to procreate.
The father’s horse and mom’s whatever.
Hybrids are for textbooks.
Useless as the diploma.
I forgot the words to the theorem,
I forgot the words above them.
Am I vomiting?
Am I poeting?
I threw down instead of up.
Poem Details | by
Pat Adams |
Categories:
halloween, humorous, parody,
On Halloween night, the walking dead clones
Shuffle around with mumbled grunts and groans
But have no fear
When they come near
They would rather die, than turn off their phones!
Poem Details | by
Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories:
fun, humorous, money, parody,
Sarah Shopper!
Coupon please budget-y listen
and bankruptcy understand
That ATM Terminator is out there —
It can’t be mall bargained with,
nor consumer reasoned with
An Automated Teller Machine
doesn’t feel purse pity,
or cancelled check remorse
Or insolvency fear
And it absolutely
will not cash register stop,
checkout ever!
Until you are empty pocket dead
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
children, fantasy, giggle, parody, poetry,
A tisket, a tasket
He peed in her basket
He stuck in his thumb
Is he ever dumb
She sat on a tuffet
Muffet couldn't 'rough it'
Jill went up the hill
Jack sure got a thrill
Peas porridge hot
Hits her sweet spot
The Prince put on her slipper
Then dove right into her
If you think this is too daring ~
Read what your grandkids are sharing
Poem Details | by
Dan Keir |
Categories:
adventure, angst, confusion, dark, dedication, depression, devotion, education, faith, farewell, funny, humorous, imagination, introspection, lonely, loss, lost, memory, pain, parody, passion, people, places, retirement, sad, science fiction, sorrow, sorry, space, star, teacher, time, travel, tribute, visionary,
Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.
Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.
Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust.
Mist, my soul forever permeates,
Lift-off, booms the rocket’s thrust.
My spirit when light returns, elates,
Swamps swell, swallowed hope’s swirling dust.
Trapped, I am, until student from fate
Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.
Poem Details | by
Dan Keir |
Categories:
adventure, angel, beautiful, business, childhood, death, education, fantasy, farewell, freedom, friendship, funeral, funny, growing up, happiness, happy, health, holiday, home, hope, humorous, imagination, inspirational, nostalgia, on writing and words, parody, passion, patriotic, peace, people, philosophy, slam, social, song, sorrow, sorry, spiritual, time, woman,
Globally, miners jubilantly jump for joy
Smiles on the faces of every girl and boy
The grins of a newly opened Xmas toy
Thatcher’s dead.
Trade unionists bounce along the street
Music blaring and the tapping of feet
From nurses to Bobbies still on the beat
Thatcher’s dead.
Street parties announced in the nation
Satan who brought economic inflation
Is deceased, now’s the time for elation
Thatcher’s dead.
Its times like this I’m sad I’m an atheist
And can only shout and wave my fist
And then go to the pub and get pissed
Thatcher’s dead.
Poem Details | by
Katherine Stella |
Categories:
adventure, dedication, fantasy, funny, happiness, imagination, inspirational, parody, people, philosophy, thank you, uplifting, visionary
I am strong as that of a mighty eagle
Won't back down to predators
I am strong that of atlas
Can carry the world on my shoulders
I am strong that of a loco motive
Reaching final destinations
I am strong that of God
Only within His calling
For the hand who touches
Is the man saved
I have the willpower
To see it through
I have structure
To make it happen
I have knowledge
To share unto others
For I am woman
Hear me Roar
Entry For Rambling Poet's
I Am Strong Contest
Poem Details | by
Tom Bell |
Categories:
confusion, food, funny, parody,
Fly in the ointment,
I've heard said,
Flies will use you for
food, when you're dead
But a fly in the soup?
Which one of you??
How'd you get in somehow?
What did you do?
These rhetorical questions,
do not require answer,
But one thing does, for sure....
Just how did a zipper get in
my chicken noodle?
This question I do implore
My lips are torn,
my faith in Campbell's shot,
this is one thing,
to predict, I had a chance not
Poem Details | by
Tom Bell |
Categories:
funny, on writing and words, parody,
Mary had a little lamb,
The doctor passed out.
Poem Details | by
A.O. Taner |
Categories:
addiction, april, best friend, computer, confusion, courage, culture, cute love, earth, emotions, encouraging, environment, fantasy, farm, feelings, funny love, garden, happiness, happy, i love you, i miss you, inspirational, internet, irony, july, june, kiss, loneliness, love, magic, me, metaphor, nature, parody, repetition, satire, science, social, technology, tree, women, world, youth,
follow on facebook,
adore on pinterest,
fall in love on instagram,
kiss on a hunch,
all under a tree.
Poem Details | by
Mary Rotman |
Categories:
humor, language, parody, word play,
A poem in honor of my blog. Have fun, everybody! Place tongue firmly in cheek.
They'res a buoy at the window
Smiling inn at me
But eye don't really no hymn
Wait—he's Nettie's boy, that's he!
He's got a creepy effect
And wholes all in his genes
His pants are held up by a chord
A very pore lad he seams.
Ewe be witness to this boy
A buoy who has no wright
To bee laying their upon my sill
A disgraceful aweful site.
Sew Nettie, you come get hymn
And take him back to home
The afternoon is a-waisting
So come and get him, come.
Poem Details | by
Tom Bell |
Categories:
funny, on writing and words, parody,
Rub A Dub Dub Dub
A gay ***** flick filmed in a tub.