Limerick Poems About Funerals | Funeral Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Judith Angell Meyer |
Categories: funny, imagination, song-lyric,

His funeral

That he planned his funeral is factual
And being a prankster quite actual
He prerecorded his voice
So when we kneeled on the joist
He said, "Hi there! Don't I look natural."


Poem Details | by Thvia Shetley |
Categories: funeral, funny, sports,

A golf limerick

While a man was golfing in Fife
a funeral cortege was arife,

       his head bowed in prayer
       at this somber affair

to pay last respects to his wife!


Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: animals, father, funnyold, old,

Rat With Chunk Cheese Shoes

There once was an old man from Thomaston
Who said old rats like cheese like young rats, son
~~My favorite shoes sport rat~~
~~Who eats chunk cheese where he sat~~
Constant reminder of old man with pun


(About a year before my father died at age 96,
we went to a funeral and a lady of about 38 to 43 
years old escourted him from the family car to the 
cemetery..The farther they walked the more he
leaned into her..My husband said something to him
about it..He said old rats like cheese just like young
rats..I found a pair of pj with shoes with the rat and
cheese..Always a reminder of my father..)


Poem Details | by Charles Sides |
Categories: funny,

Egotistical Twit

I had a boss who thought he was it He was an Egotistical Twit When he passed away On funeral day Only two people showed and that’s it


Poem Details | by peter timmins |
Categories: death, food, funny, peoplefood,

Lady de leisure

There once lived a woman called Lady-de Leisure, who turned not to men, but food for 
pleasure.
She ate everything spicy and sticky and sweet, the poor lady could not even see her poor 
feetFrom dusk until dawn, all she would do was eat, drink, break wind, burp belch and poo.
But one day whilst eating her thirty fifth pie, the lady burped loudly, keeled over and died.
The funeral had to be held outside, but people they came to say goodbye.
The coffin itself, you’ve never seen biggerThe bearers were three forklift trucks and a 
digger.
The hole in the ground was fourteen feet wide, and  even then the coffin scraped at the sides.
So if you are thinking about being a lady of leisure, look elsewhere than food solely for 
pleasure.


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: funny

Fishing with Respect

Two friends near a bridge start to fish
Catching whoppers is so their wish
For a meal is to be sought
So no fish need to be bought
Like a hunter hunts for his dish

Just as they are about to cast
A funeral procession drives past
A fisher takes of his cap
This most respectful of chap
The thoughts of man in contrast

After the pause reverberates cheers
A beauty caught, bring out the beers
Hey Dave, what I've just seen
Shows fishers are never mean
Well we were married for nearly 20 years




* From a joke to a Limerick *





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Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy, death,

On A Funeral Bier

On A Funeral Bier

Death my body did devour
As it occurred hour by hour,
End eventually would reach
When to God I now beseech
While lying on a funeral bier.

You should google funeral 
bier sometime.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet