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4 Funny poems

About funny poems

A near-duplicate of Humor, which is much larger and where you should probably browse — both categories came out of a scraped topic vocabulary that never merged them.

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The thing worth repeating about comic verse: it demands more technical precision than serious verse, not less, because a joke depends on timing and timing in poetry is metre. A comic poem with one limp line stops being funny; a serious poem survives it.

My cat is fat
04/03/2022 17:56h
I’ve a cat named Vesters, And he eats all day. He always lays around, And never wants to play. Not even with a squeaky toy, Nor anything that moves. When I have him exercise, He always disapproves. So we’ve put him on a diet, But now he yells all day. And even though he’s thinner, He still won’t come and play.
My Doggy Ate My Homework
04/03/2022 17:56h
“My doggy ate my homework. He chewed it up,” I said. But when I offered my excuse My teacher shook her head. I saw this wasn’t going well. I didn’t want to fail. Before she had a chance to talk, I added to the tale: “Before he ate, he took my work And tossed it in a pot. He simmered it with succotash Till it was piping hot. “He scrambled up my science notes With eggs and bacon strips, Along with sautéed spelling words And baked potato chips. “He then took my arithmetic And had it gently fried. He broiled both my book reports With pickles on the side. “He wore a doggy apron As he cooked a notebook stew. He barked when I objected. There was nothing I could do.” “Did he wear a doggy chef hat?” She asked me with a scowl. “He did,” I said. “And taking it Would only make him growl.” My teacher frowned, but then I said As quickly as I could, “He covered it with ketchup, And he said it tasted good.” “A talking dog who likes to cook?” My teacher had a fit. She sent me to the office, And that is where I sit. I guess I made a big mistake In telling her all that. ’Cause I don’t have a doggy. It was eaten by my cat.
WiFi Password
12/31/2024 00:00h
guests always ask for the wifi password which means i have to go find it which means i have to find the router which means i have to move the box this is why i don't have guests often
The Wrong Pan
06/25/2024 00:00h
I grabbed the wrong pan and made a lot of noise about it which woke the dog which woke my wife which woke my son one wrong pan an entire household affected i put the pan back quietly

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