Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
happiness,
Joined The Soup back in two thousand twelve
My happiest five years, it's where good friends dwell
Some come and go
Sure miss them so
Sometimes return coz they find it a hard farewell
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Poem Details | by
Tim Smith |
Categories:
nonsense,
My dabble in limericks is finally done
I'm sorry to say that this is the last one
The master is back
His name is sir Jack
So kick off your shoes we're about to have fun
Poem Details | by
Diane Lefebvre |
Categories:
farewell, goodbye, humor, nonsense,
There was a young man we'll call Mac,
who loved to suck on a tic tac.
But one choked him today.
What a price he did pay
and he'll never, ever be back.
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
farewell,
Nearing the end here, don't think it'll be long
My time is short may have sung my last song
Met some very sweet peeps
Love you guys heaps
Overstayed my welcome soon be moseying on
Poem Details | by
Luke Acton |
Categories:
desire, destiny, farewell, heart, philosophy, sometimes,
A modicum of triumph.
A moment of no regret.
Is followed in sadness,
And bitter loose ends.
When you don't know whats wrong or whats right.
Why do we even fight?
The weight of the world is oppressing and vile
Its takes a great deal just to make me smile
Poem Details | by
Richard Breese |
Categories:
farewell, flying, fun, funny, giggle, humor, sky,
I knew a girl named Sloot
Who liked to travel by chute.
She dropped into a town
But left with a sad frown,
Due to the long commute.
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
friendship,
John John is my buddy, special as hell
And to think I was considering saying farewell
He never lets me down
Shoos away my frowns
A special buddy for sure, unparalleled
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
funny, nursery rhyme,
The King lashed his horse with the rein
And galloped up front in the rain
When he lifted his sword
It was, 'Farewell my Lord'
For that was the end of his reign
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
devotion,
Got some amazing news, the best news of all
Burn 150 cals an hour smashing your head on a wall
But not recommended
If survival is intended
Could wind up attracting relatives for a final farewell
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
farewell,
Arizona is calling John John, time to mount your horse
Sure your bags are already packed, no need to be forced
Do you know that many
Are wallowing in envy
If you take me along, I'll worship you on all fours
Poem Details | by
Anna Hopper |
Categories:
freedom,
If only, perhaps, I could wish it away
Ship it to nowhere, just a stowaway stray
No time for farewell
Too late, gotta bail
And please don’t return on a sunshiny day
Poem Details | by
David Bose |
Categories:
humor,
Farewell to that playboy named Hugh,
Whose magazine enterprise grew—
He published gloss shots
Of naked sexpots,
Though men read the articles through.
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
sunshine,
My weight is still plummeting, I'm happy as hell
Wasting away, to my fatness I say farewell
But it's the chance I take
For goodness sake
Young fillies will be bugging me for a night at my motel
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
farewell,
Searching for a buried treasure in my dresser
Looking for undies that ain't fresh, just fresher
Chances of fresh
No hope, my guess
It's overrated, but keep small animals at bay, however
Poem Details | by
Linda Laframboise |
Categories:
silly,
I know this guy named Scotty
He invited his Harem for toddy
So they all can sit and talk,
About anything, that pops up
Now they are done with their cup,
They bid farewell to MrKippen
And promise to come back, hopping and skippin.
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
happiness,
Joined The Soup back in two thousand twelve
Seven happy years where good friends dwell
Some come and go
Sure miss them so
Sometimes return coz they find it a hard farewell
Poem Details | by
Warren Doll |
Categories:
farewell, funny, humor,
There was a lady named Cass
Who on her deathbed passed gas
Respecting the dead
All stayed close to the bed
Hoping it would be her last
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
farewell, how i feel,
There was a poet whose limericks sucked
He tried to be funny, but no one nyukked
At first he was sad
But then he got mad
This is his last limerick --- just your luck!