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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.
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- Edward Lear — The limerick, at the source.
- Dorothy Parker — Everything staked on the last line.
- Lewis Carroll — Nonsense with perfect grammar.
- Shel Silverstein — Written for children, and funnier than most adult verse.
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.
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.
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
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
