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Poem Details | by L Milton Hankins |
Categories: humor, silly,

I Once Had a Goat

I once had a goat who loved to swim I enrolled him at our local gym I know, I know, it was just a whim! Do tell! He did rather well in beginners’ match Girl swimmers thought him quite a catch But he failed to get his lifesaver’s patch. Oh, hell! He punched a hole in the kiddie pool So, I enrolled him in the ballet school He butted heads with Master Abdul. Oh, swell! This kid simply couldn’t measure up Until, finally, he won the Cannabis Cup And with the money he bought a pup. Oh, well!
SIXTH PLACE WINNER written April 6, 2022 for "Tail-Rhymed" poetry contest sponsored by Jeff Kyser

Poem Details | by Lizzy Love |
Categories: animal, best friend, caregiving, dark, humor, pets, relationship,

My Pet Monster

My pet monster
best friend I ever had

through all the good times
and even all the bad

we walk the streets together
some people gawk and stare

when you moan "hi" to them
it gives them quite the scare

I don't mind when you drool
and your eyes roll in your head

your still totally cool 
and always welcome in my bed

and when your limbs and tail
fall off and need repair

I can stitch them on again
I will always be right there


Poem Details | by Julian Lawson |
Categories: fun, humorous, science fiction, silver,

No Im Not a Robot

How can a robot know?
But I likes a piece of poetry
To set my circuits all aglow,

R2D2's just a drone,
Steve Austin he can barely scan
Robots generally 'e don't rhyme,
But a cyberman 'e can!

Poem Details | by Clifford Villalon |
Categories: dream, giving, humor, prayer,

Santa's Visit

Santa paid you a visit
  Asking your wish not licit
    Wishes come true in surprises
      Dream simple, present comes double
        Dream more, gifts granted like bubble
          Dreams in cloud nine, waft in grubble
            Riding on Santa's sleigh of comprises

Poem Details | by Christine Vancooney |
Categories: funny, imagination, introspection, people, philosophy,

The Complainer

They wake up emotionless every morning, guess who,
You don't speak to them until spoken to,
Your right, The Complainer Boo.

Their always right even when wrong, guess who,
that one across the table criticizing you,
your right ,The Complainer Boo.

Nothing pleases them at least for long, guess who,
boredom sets in and the world is wrong,
your right, The Complainer Boo.

Don't think you can change them it will never work,
Just consider your life has a little Quirk....


Poem Details | by Rob Carter |
Categories: humor,

Cake Thief

I wish I could bake
I like to eat cake
But my culinary skills are crap
I go to a wake
Make some handshakes
Then leave with a sponge in my bag

Poem Details | by Deborah Burch |
Categories: funny, lost love, satire,

Special Ops

Special Ops!


My heart needs a tourniquet
     For all the holes you burned in it...
          So the bleeding stops!

You'll rue the day for this offense
     And suffer without recompense...
          My job's Special Ops!


deborah burch©
5/01/2012

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: funny,

Quietly I'Ll Be Rude

Never given divorce much thought
Murder weapon haven't bought
Just a case of dog food

Upon demands of tasty hash
It will be ready in a flash
Onions seared big dude  

Not the crying or weepy kind
Getting even is on my mind
Quietly I'll be rude*

Sponsor: Black-Eyed Susan
Contest: The Blues In Tail Rhyme
Written: March 9, 2014
*Note: I would never do this.
I saw it in a movie once where 
a woman was being beaten
and abused by her husband..

Poem Details | by Romeo Naces |
Categories: funny

Sore Toe

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My toe just stubbed 
the stubborn 
piano's iron foot.

          It hurts like hell, 
          torments like a 
          cigarette butt.

Doc said: stay home, 
don't walk, take a day 
off or more.

          I did, but now I'm 
          bored to death, 
          not only sore.

But boredom quickly 
breeds some crazy 
thoughts, you see.

          Seems my easy chair 
          sits on me
          uneasily.

Quite weirdly, 
colors I now hear, 
sounds I now see.

          I ache to be 
          stirred as sugar 
          in hot coffee !

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Poem Details | by John Monteblanco |
Categories: funny, life,

Aabaab

Life without you is boring.
At least with you i felt like soaring.
Take my hand and we'll shoot for the stars.
I feel like a crazy bear always roaring.
I don't want to say this but could you please stop snoring?
I'll take off in a flash, but you know where to find me- at the bar.

Poem Details | by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: funny, blue,

Who's Running This Show

So early on a Sunday morn
Our little Boy Blue was born.
Dad nearly blew his hat.

When Blue was born, Dad said with scorn
“On my son, no short pants are worn.”
Mom said, “We’ll see ‘bout that.”


April 18 2012

Poem Details | by Romeo Naces |
Categories: daughter, family, father, children, funny, happiness, me,

Toothless Angel, Mary Grace

Mystifying, magical melody
      your first laughter is to me;
As blissful and as joyful as bliss
      and joy can ever be;
Really you're much too young
      to even smile, my dear;
Your lilting giggles, such
      soothing music to my ear.

Gleefully you pinch my nose,
      grab my hair, you little rose;
Readily you enchant me with
      that toothless angel's smile;
And you bounce mirthfully
     up and down my tummy;
Clapping small hands, innocent
     eyes that let me see;
Eyes that mirror love for life,
     for you from mom and me.

Poem Details | by Romeo Naces |
Categories: funny, cousin,

Kinship Lesson 2

Rat to Bat: "Sir, up close you look like a rat.
I"d like to call you cousin 
if you won't mind that."

Bat to Rat: " No, impudent rodent, you're crass,
denizen of the gutter 
without a touch of class.

You creep while I swoop, you crawl while I fly.
In evolution's totem pole 
you're low, I'm high.

Im cousin of the larks, you're kin of the gnats.
Listen: Angels are to humans 
as bats are to rats!"

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: food, funny,

Beaver's Castor Gland

All natural flavorings good Especially added to teas, food Beaver's castor gland Is source of such a flavoring Used in candy unwavering Now starved after
Sponsor:Black Eyed Susan Contest: Tail Rhyme Time

Poem Details | by Sydney Avey |
Categories: break up, humorous,

Hello and Goodbye

Although we’ve hardly even met
Your moniker I just don’t get
Truly I have no clue 
Poet Destroyer, what’s with that?
I would not hang that on my cat!
I’m breaking up with you.

Poem Details | by Romeo Naces |
Categories: funny

Necktie

What's your necktie dangling for?
Too stiff, too thin to be a scarf,
a bib or an apron;

too smooth to be a hankie,
too short to be a suicide noose
to contemplate on!

Poem Details | by Anisha Dutta |
Categories: appreciation, food, funny, sweet,

Melts In Minute

Melts in Minute


           Have Ice cream? So nice dream!
                Just bake hot cake.
               Soft to bite
            Wait a minute.

Choose two in one cone or cup
          No, butter scotch
          You favor
        Dark choco bar.

     Taste lemon tart. Ice cake to start?
     Or muffin just
   Chocolate nut
    Delicious!

Poem Details | by Norman Russell |
Categories: humorous,

The Wanderer

The Wanderer went a wandering
Down a winding Lane
The Wanderer went a wandering.
And was never seen again.
Now if you go a wandering,
down the lane He loved the most.
You might happen on the Wanderer.
But onley as a Gohst.

                                   NJR     7/3/13

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: funny, health,

Strange Analysis

It sits staring blankly at me
It says come here just try and see
Helping is what I do

Come on over is only plea
Free to come, free to go sweet pea
Try it bid weight adieu

AAB,AAB, 8,8,6..8,8,6

Sponsor:Dr. Ram
Contest:

Poem Details | by Brittany Reynolds |
Categories: funny, on writing and words,

Back To Work

Vacation is over, my friend.
Four days and not one poem penned.
Muse, the holiday’s done. 
Lift yourself off of your bar stool.
You’ve had your chance to be a fool.
There are words to be spun.

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: food, funny

Lessons From the Garden Number One

Shucking corn fresh from the garden
It's not much fun language pardon
Tasty treat_sweet to eat

Lessons learned from this yucky chore
Tough shuck protects kernels galore
Pluck protects heart's soft meat

First time writing Tail-Rhyme
According to site:
Rhyming couple -eight syllables
Shorter line-does not rhyme
Then another couplet
Then a single line of fewer syllables 
that rhymes with line three
But I have a question.....
It shows rhyme scheme as
aab,ccb but that is not what it 
says in the printed part..
Which is correct?

Poem Details | by Tanya Harrington |
Categories: animals, funny,

Muted Witnesses

What if our dogs could talk aloud?
What do you suppose they'd speak about?
Rabbits, birds, chasing things?
What if they thought to tell our tales?
Stories hidden, behind the veil.
Secrets, scandals, Everything!

TLH  ©  06-12-2012

Poem Details | by Brittany Reynolds |
Categories: funny, on work and working, work, work,

Unsupervised

The bosses are not here today.
Do I have to work for my pay?
Ceiling tiles need counting.
They are in Florida for 'business.'
I've a week to clean up this mess.
We work hard, partying.

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: food, funny,

Green Beans Don'T Wait

Snapping those green beans, hear them pop
Hear my whimpering flop.
Multiplying

In the bucket,maybe could swap
Beans for good coffee stop
I am absconding

In secret I'll go to Whistle Stop
Hidden all from view shop
Green beans done now slurping

Poem Details | by Romeo Naces |
Categories: funny

Blame the Beer

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Blame it all on warm beer 
at the stoplight.

The inside of my skull throbs
with the drone of tired traffic.
And windshield wipers whine
with my CD's old rock metallic.

Then, jolting my line of vision,
is a strapping, suspicious cop.
His clipboard and pen, enough
to make my sour hiccup stop.

Blame it all on warm beer 
at the stoplight.

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