Limerick Poems About Funny | Funny Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Isaiah Zerbst |
Categories: funny, humor, irony, pain,

Jogger and Logger

For "Show Me the Funny (part two)"

There once was a fellow a woggin'*
Who bumped into one who was loggin'
They had quite a spat
The ax was a bat
And the first had a lump on his noggin

* Woggers are those who get all dressed for jogging, but only go at walking speed, while vigorously pumping their arms to delude themselves that they are jogging.

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: jealousy,

Wood Envy

Have I jealousy of my dear mate?
I don’t think I have any, but wait!
I sure wish I could pee
in the wood near a tree
like my husband does, standing up straight!

For Line Gauthier's Funny Limerick Contest

Poem Details | by William Robinson |
Categories: animals, funny, people, pets,


There once was a hunter named Frawley
Who lived in a shack, outside Raleigh.
His dog, funny but true,
Would only hunt honeydew.
The dog was a true melon collie                                              

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: humorous, poetry,


My penchant for writing was showing The comments I received were ‘glowing’ But at the end of the day I get another N/A My success in contests is slowing! WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON ON 1st September 2016 PLEASE FEEL FREE TO PUT YOUR CONTRIBUTION IN A COMMENT OR SOUP MAIL IT TO ME Winners winners everywhere but not a one for me Sadness is a heavy burden over my N/A poetry I'll blame all my losses on the judging albatrosses I think I'll toss them all into the depths of the sea WRITTEN BY LIN LANE The contest was posted as judged To open that link, my mouse trudged My write was not there! I knew, with despair, To NA trash bin it was nudged! WRITTEN BY SANDRA HAIGHT Never say never again for time will soon erase that pain Dry your tears ,don't be sad, who is to say what's good or bad Someone else might love your refrain WRITTEN BY BRIAN STRAND I checked the list not once but twice It wasn't there to my suffice I sulk my head Then cry in bed That mean old judge she isn't nice WRITTEN BY TIM SMITH Wrote one that was such fun to read To a contest I posted full speed People thought it a hoot . It was given the boot Tell me what must I do to succeed! WRITTEN BY SEREN ROBERTS I entered a new contest today I didn't make the list, got N/A That has to be so wrong My praise was a mile long The judge was out of it on that day WRITTEN BY ALEXIS Y There are contests you'll never win You'll lose before you even begin So don't waste your time With your best rhymes You'll just be tossed in the N/A bin! WRITTEN BY JOSEPH MAY My words meant so much when first written So glowing the praise they were get 'in From the published results I endured such insults That my dream of a Pulitzer lay smitten WRITTEN BY CHARLIE SMITH I once wrote a poem that fit All the contest descriptionsAnd it Was praised with much grace I was hopeful to place, But completely forgot to submit! WRITTEN BY AGNES KRAMPE I put my N/As in a row Was like a long queue to a show! Some resigned shrugging, Bit of sighing ‘n frowning, But such fun, so here again I go! WRITTEN BY SAN WOO For new contests, these poems I write, The others feel my writing is bright, But when the results come out, My name is Nowhere About, For the judge has found it Not Alright. WRITTEN BY JO DANIEL My inspiration for words are on track I pat myself on the back What the hack, I cracked Another N/A I’ve racked No more entries for this maniac WRITTEN BY EVE ROPER As a poet wannabe, and new to this space enthusiastic by a 1-3 place, and grace, I feel bad for the true poets here, My apologies but kiss my rear, This is tongue and cheek, I’m here for the race! Never knew what N/A did mean, As I’m pretty new to the scene, I'm back to support Jan, Now folks that’s a TRUE fan Better limericks I haven’t seen WRITTEN BY MARK PAUL VAN DER MERWE A funny poem I had written Fit I thought for a competition I'd celebrate with bacon - The sponsor was mistaken! A N/A has made me stay hidden WRITTEN BY TEDDY KIMATHI

Poem Details | by Theresa CW |
Categories: friend, fun, humor,

Cheers and Beers for Jan

Cheers and Beer for Jan

Anyone knows if Jan drinks beer
Maybe we all should sing her cheer
She is funny and hip
Lets give her a big tip
She is our dazzling queen so dear

Written: 03/05/16

Poem Details | by lim'rik flats |
Categories: appreciation, fun, nonsense,

Collaboration Can Be Fun join in here

I'm a firm believer
In limerick fever
(This isn't news)
"It'll cure the blues!"
Says Jan (who is no deceiver)

Written by Jan Allison:

Writing limericks is a fine art
Yes I write about poop or a fart
But show me someone
Whose not dropped a ‘bomb’
then from poetry soup I’d depart!

Written by Lim'rik Flats:

Does art mimic life or life mimic art?
Don't ask me, I'm not too smart.
It seems the soup
Has the same poop
As watching the news (or a fart).

Drama and trauma, factions and foes,
Smiting and fighting, (hard on the nose),
Saves me the trouble
Of viewing double
Saves time, and less grief I suppose.

Written by Ray Gridley:

Raise a toast to this collaboration
Whatever your race or your nation
Just write on a whim
Lim'rick Flat's bound to grin
They are all going to be a sensation!

Written by Daniel Turner:

I know a guy called Lim'rick Flats
Writes limericks at the drop of a hat
Jan is his pal
She's quite a gal
They met in a laundry mat

Jan makes jokes about poop
he puts them in alphabet soop
drinks from the bowl
with no self control
which makes him a nincompoop

Also written by Daniel Turner:

Write all the limericks you want
but don't fart in a restaurant
people will laugh
call you riffraff
even if you're a debutante

Written by John Lawless:

oh the limerick it ain’t quite a sonnet
and the learned, they look down upon it
for they cannot grasp
its head or its ass
nor the cleansing effect of its tonic 

Written by Terry Reeves:

Late for work she flew out the door
Took an express elevator to the 29th floor
Let some discreet killer farts
Nearly stopped all their hearts
Left them gagging; she'd evened the score

Written by Tim Smith:

Nonsense is here found out in the alley
Five funny lines we'll add to the tally
a smile or two
we laught till we're blue
so put out your best and join in our rally

Written by Alexis Y:

Hey what's going on in the soup?
Lim'rik Flats I want the scoop
What do you have to say?
You got poem of the day
Congrats, I shouldn't have flown the coop

Written by Jean Murray:

John is always fun.
His poems and their puns.
If you need a lift.
He has the gift.
Lim'rik Flats is number one.

psst How could I not add this to the string?  ~ john

Poem Details | by Alexis Y. |
Categories: humorous,


There was a guy named Al who lost his smile 
And being happy and cheerful was not his style
                       Until he met Dan
                       A real funny Man
He told jokes that would just amaze and beguile

There's a funny lady who goes by the name Jan
Who spreads out loads of laughter when she can
                Her writes are about poop
                Or bawdiness on the soup
But bringing joy to us soupers is her ultimate plan


Poem Details | by Janis Thompson |
Categories: funny,

Lady Eloise from Boomerang

A funny movie named Boomerang,
had Eddie, Eartha and quite a gang.
Eartha Kitt was Old Lady Eloise,
namesake for scents and the likes of these.
As an elder owner, her body sang.

Eddie Murphy aimed for the top.
Old Lady Eloise was hot.
He cringed to her love notions
to get a big promotion
but the company exec she was not.

The next day he met the real boss.
All was not a complete loss.
She was a woman fine
that took his total mine
and the job at the top was the cost.

He approached and gave her a line.
She knew who he was all the time.
She gave him some talk
as to their office they walked.
For Eddie, this play was sublime.

Right then appeared Lady Eloise.
Who whispered, “I have no panties.”
While Eddie Murphy turned red
the exec winked and said,
“She’s the one not to displease.”

Sponsored by: Alexis Y.
1st place

Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: parody,

Tickling a Man's Funny Bone: A Tribute in Spoof

I tickled funny bones of five Souper men
So I gave thought to trying it once again
In the order they replied
My sarcasm was applied
As I gently heckled them with ink and pen

First, Tom Cunningham, who "liked my collection"
To femme limericks he had no objection
But now it's his turn
Tom, forgive the burn
I heard you're headed for a house of correction

Jerry T Curtis said to "keep them coming"
But I think that lately he's been slumming
He's all aflutter
And starts to stutter
When his lady friend starts his heart strumming

Then there was the poet of romance, Tim Smith
His sweet words of seduction are not a myth
I know it to be truth
Don't ask meIt's uncouth
I don't kiss and tell so I'm pleading the fifth

John Gondolf said my limericks made him "chuckle"
His comments are always filled with honeysuckle
But if he wants a date
I'll have to castigate
I have a black belt in the use of my knuckles

"I needed smiles and giggles," said Greg Barden
His poems are flowers blooming in a garden
But some words are couture
Fertilized with manure
Now I guess I'll have to beg for Greg's pardon

Gentlemen, I ask forgiveness for this spoof
My humorous parodies should be the proof
That I like all of you
And don't mind if ya do
Get even in your own limericks of reproof

Poem Details | by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: christmas, fun, funny, humor,

Christmas Morning Chaos

The night had gone well, it was true,
And Santa sat down, with a “phew!”
Then he shouted “my deers!
Let’s crack open some beers,
He really did NOT think that through.

Cos Santa had not heard the news,
That reindeer CANNOT take their booze,
And soon, plucky Cupid,
Was no longer lucid,
And went for a cry in the loos.

Next, Donner and Blitzen went rogue,
Hot-twerking to Kylie Minogue,
And Dasher drank rum,
Which burnt his poor tum,
Then threw up on Santa’s new brogues.

Then Dancer and Prancer were b*tchin’,
And Comet passed out in the kitchen,
Naughty Rudolph, uh-oh,
Was sent out in the snow,
For making lewd gestures to Vixen.

As the party crashed on until six, 
And they conga’d like crazed lunatics,
Santa rued his mistake, 
Should have just brought a cake!
Because reindeer and booze do not mix! 

9 December 2018
For Funny Reindeer Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
Please note: miscounts syllables in the last lines of stanzas one and threeBoth are counted as nine but in fact have eight!

Poem Details | by Erich Goller |
Categories: funny,

for The Pun Of It

For The Pun Of It (Limerick Suite) There's the absent minded professor He was a known fancy cross dresser Male or female who knew He walked funny too Leaving everyone a guesser ~~~~~~~ Franky wiener loves to eat hot dogs It makes him jump high like big green frogs The onions and relish Make his stomach hellish Ate to many, now feels like the hogs ~~~~~~~ I'm leaving you all my possession First I have to make a confession But you must promise me Pay all my bills you see If nothing is left blame recession ~~~~~~~ Sherlock Holmes said I've seen that before Doctor Watson try to find out more Do you know what I mean? But you must not be seen Until we get to the final core ~~~~~~~ Erich J.Goller Copyright 3.1.2011

Poem Details | by Caryl Muzzey |
Categories: cat, tree,

I Once Had a Gray Cat That Could Clog

I once had a gray cat that could clog
and was better than any old dog.
His feet work was fast
but stardom didn’t last
when he fell for this stunning tree frog.

My gray cat and tree frog was to wed
on night he was to dance for our bread.
He got very sick
when frog he did lick
was quiet toxic, now gray cat is dead.

When gray cat finally reached cloud nine
told gate keeper he was feeling fine.
Though he looked quite green
he captured the scene
when he clogged to the front of the line.

Copyright © 2011 By Caryl SMuzzey

Nineth Place Winner ~ "Any Funny Poem” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Destroyer Poet
Aug14, 2011

Poem Details | by Curtis Moorman |
Categories: funny,

February Funny Bone

February Funny Bone

I know a young lady so fine
Her good looks almost made me blind
I bought some dark shades
To cut down the glaze
And now that young lady is mine

Curtis Moorman
5 February 2012

For Linda-Maries contest

Poem Details | by Carol Eastman |
Categories: fantasy, fun, funny, humor,

Spring Limerick Time

The Roses are Red The Violets are Blue The sunshine has got in me And the Devil has, too. The Sunshine’s hit Dragon Oh what will we do? He poo’d on my Roses Oh I know what I’ll Do! So I Gave him a bath Most wonderous thing! He’ll be stuck in the tub… Come Hell or next Spring! I know, I know But The Devil won’t let go! So I’ll Run to McDonald’s For them lucky guys These to bestow! There once was a guy named Elliot Who’s funny bone hasn’t broken yet-iot But never fear… Grandpa Troll is here Laughing and rolling on the floor like an id-iot I know… I know… Don’t cry… at it! Dragon’s the one who wrote-iot Hey Dragon… I was THE ONE who started writing it… I say! Well Yes… it WAS funnier that way Well, OK! YOU WIN… I said with a grin… Your such a silly Dragon-iot… I said with shagrin Think he’ll get that one… in the end? Well, Maybe just incase, I’d better start running… I say My friends… won’t tell Dragon so it’ll be OK Well…Maybe?… Naw… No Way! And No…Dragon! I Did NOT get Carried AWAY! Naw… No Way!

Poem Details | by Kim Merryman |
Categories: animals, , cute,

The Mouse is a Rat - Show Me the Funny II

The mouse in our house is a rat,
I'm now quite certain of that.
It's not little and cute,
It's long and uncouth.
Can't wait til I hear it go splat!

(An apology to all animal loversI really do not
want to kill itI love animals tooI just want the
germy rodent out of my house, and I want him to 
stay gone!)
For Andrea's "Show Me the Funny Part II" contest

Poem Details | by Brigitte Pace |
Categories: adventure, children, dog, kids,

A beach within my reach

I am a basset hound and I love to play
I can run and jump all day
I really love magic and tricks
I also love chocolate bics
Yummy! They are so good 
I would eat a packet a day if I could
My name is Lady and here is a story all about me
I'm a funny looking dog you see:

Lady was home alone
All she had was her green plastic bone
Her owners had gone out for the day
And Lady really wanted   to play
Miserable, she lay on the ground with her long floppy ears
With watery eyes, it seemed as though she was about to burst into tears
Suddenly she perked up when she heard a squeaking sound coming from the house
Lady became excited, she hoped it was a mouse
She barked out loud and ran towards the sound
Lady was such a clever basset hound
With her long nose, she sniffed out the little mouse in his hiding place
The whole morning turned into a playful ‘dog and mouse’ chase!
The mouse was too fast for her and escaped through a small crack in the wall
He was terrified of this funny looking dog who stood two feet tall
Exhausted, Lady flopped down in her basket to rest
She had tried her very, very best
She closed her eyes and had a long nap
And dreamt that she managed to squeeze through the scary dog flap
When Lady woke up, her throat felt dry
She needed a gallon of water to drink and she alone knew why!
The sun was shining and it was hot
She found her bowl and gulped down the lot
Lady looked at the new dog flap
She lifted up one of her paws and gave it a sharp tap
She took a chance and pushed herself through the gap
Relief flooded through her, she had made it out of the flap
Out in the sun
It was time for more fun
Lady headed to the beach
It wasn’t far, within her reach
Calm blue sea with the tiniest of waves
Grottos and amazing caves
Lady’s paw marks were all over the sand
She loved to play by the sea and on land
Cool air blew around her as she splashed around in the sea
What a great feeling it was to be free!
The aroma of food was all around
She was always hungry, this hilarious hound
An ice-cream van was parked nearby
Lady drooled and just stood by
A young couple spotted the little dog sitting down on her own
Her sad brown eyes caught their attention, they each bought her a cone
Lady wished that she could shout
She clenched both cones in her mouth
She licked off the chocolate ice-cream and wolfed down the rest

Poem Details | by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: funny, wedding, february,

February Funny Bone

In the month of February 'twas fate
We chose our special wedding date
        A love, I cannot explain
        Couldn’t wait to take his name
So why do I still hyphenate?       

By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, January 30, 2012
for Linda-Marie's February Funny Bone contest

First place finish

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

Funny Kid's Chihuahua Limerick

There once was a Chihuahua named Hairy Wispy as air, white his hair, and scary Like a ghost he'd appear Quiet, soft as cashmere Sometimes it seems he's dropped from the aerie
aerie( aer-y or ey-rie) 1 a lofty nest of any bird...2 a house, fortress, or the likelocated high on a hill or mountain Inspired by: Team Poetry Soup Contest: Funny Kid's Poem Contest Written: October 09, 2015

Poem Details | by Sneha RV The Literature Lover |
Categories: happiness, humor, humorous,

Laughter and Happiness

(Laughter and Happiness, and the negative effects of its overuse!!)

Laughter and Happiness, men used to say,
Is medicine you should have everyday -
So they laughed and laughed and laughed,
Till their funny bones were halved -
And out of THAT they couldn't find a way...

:D :D
For Catie's L&H Contest

Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: humorous, irony, jobs,

Daydreaming at the Pizzeria

She said it so matter-o-factly,
that girl, Morgan Kay Ackley.
"One day it will be so
I'll be rolling in the dough!"
But being a pizza maker what do you mean exactly?

NOTE: This was another funny story at workNot exactly my joke, but I turned into a limerick for laughter's sakeA girl was telling me about how she's be famous one she'll be "rolling in the dough"..and I was like, "aren't you doing that already?"..Ooohh good times they were..good times.

Poem Details | by Mike Roberts |
Categories: history, poetry,

Limericks for the Bard

When an old fashioned poet named Will
wrote a sonnet he chose words to thrill,
in a metrical time
with a word perfect rhyme
fourteen lines gently flowed from his quill.

This William he also wrote plays
that reflected the life in those days,
from Scotland McBeth
then to Denmark for death,
that Prince Hamlet he had funny ways.

With Anne Hathaway he'd often spoon
an experience he used very soon,
to pen a romance
put Juliet in a trance,
the very first print, Mills and Boon.

Poem Details | by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: funny,

The Geico Gecko

Geico's Gecko is a strange little dude

   Talking funny and strolling in the nude

      But be that as it may

         I'm sure he earns his pay

            At selling insurance he's mighty shrewd

Robert LHinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: nonsense,

Trouble In Nonsense Alley

Our two funny limmerists are at it again Clucking about like two mother hens Jack's chemise is just wrong Can't look at John's thong Hey ya two cowpokes, when's this all going to end

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: funny,

February Funny Bone

The Leap Day Groom Cheap Fred, wishing seldom to pay to celebrate his wedding day, then chose February twenty-ninth to marry. Few anniversaries that way! Written by Andrea Dietrich for The February Funny bone Limerick Contest of Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S. Also For the "Any Poem You Posted This Week Poetry Contest of : Destroyer ~ Poet

Poem Details | by Charles Henderson |
Categories: funny


There’s no one as funny as Atticus
To go fishing he wrote out a syllabus
He outlined his day
Made a magnificent play
Yet caught with his squid more octopus

©  Sep 27 2010      Charles Henderson
Placed 7th in Carolyn Devenshire's "Sea Tale Limerick" contest

Poem Details | by Katherine Stella |
Categories: adventure, childhood, education, fantasy,

February Funny Bone

                                 Once came along a groundhog named Phil
                                 Looked for shadow in winters chill
                                         Even top hat and coat
                                         Didn't stop whining's gloat
                                Stuck six more weeks paying heating bill                                 

Written by 
Katherine Stella 2/4/12
Entry For
Linda Marie's
February Funny Bone Contest

Poem Details | by Kim Robin Edwards |
Categories: how i feel, society,

The Chatterbox

An extremely talkative person, he was.
He was! He was! He was! 
He talked about this, and he talked about that.
He talked about anything he could thunk of..
Even that funny old hat.
Garrulous and fat, he was.
He talked about this, and he talked about that.
While riding on his bicycle home.
He found a baby cat.
A kitten it was, so pretty and nice.
Now, it was time to roll the dice.
He talked about this, and he talked about that.
He talked about anything he could think of..
Even that funny ten foot wall.
Now, he had time to make a call.
From the telephone, he made his call.
He talked so much, it made him fall.
Now, a doctor it was, he needed to call..
Because he talked about this, and he talked about that..
An extremely talkative person, he was..
He was! He was! He was! 

Chatterbox-Poem-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2005,2014..
ALL rights reserved..

Poem Details | by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: funny,

Coffee House

"Coffee House" a savory swig energizes bones one swallow electrifies tasting cones an instant caffeine rush causes blah cheeks to pink blush pure Pepsi creates haunting moans. a tingling sensation provides power charging battery for 24 hours but "diet" won't do the "hard stuff's" my brew Pepsi fragrance as potent as flowers. one day when Life's journey is done and "the other side's" calling for fun no Coke, Dew, or "7" as I step into Heaven hoping Pepsi is their "Number One".
*For Craig's Funny Poem Contest

Poem Details | by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: food, funny,

Pear Shaped

This darn belly fat came out of nowhere I swear that yesterday it wasn't there I'm so freaking mad Need a doughnut bad Can't stand that I look like a fricken pear...
Show Me The Funny contest...

Poem Details | by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories: humor, softball,

A Soft Ball

This maybe a contest of sorts
But she said I can't write about sports
'Cause it's not funny of late
To see a man's ball deflate 
And have to debate it in court.......Hahahahhaahh  It's still funny

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: fun,

Nonsense Alley

Have you ever been down to “Nonsense Alley” It's an excellent place to dilly and dally You'll meet a fine fellow A funny caballero He certainly is clever with his witty verb-ality © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by RALPH TAYLOR |
Categories: funny,


We've conquered the "Moon", says my source!

Young folks, will soon go there, in force!

        What I'd like to know,

         is when Honeymooners go,

will they call "what they do", Outercourse?

Contest: Show me the funny - Part 2

Poem Details | by Shirley Candy |
Categories: humorous, irony,

Deadly Shoe

There was a charming prince searching for a bride
He wants Cinderella to be his future wife
She rushed home before midnight and the prince goes for a tag
But he stumbled on her shoe and the stairs broke his head
And poor Cinderella must clean the chimney for life

For "Show me the Funny contest" 
by Andrea Dietrich

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: funny,


Wanted to pen a Limerick
Needed a comedian sidekick
Nothing funny to wit
A pun to make sides split
Some ole' fashion humor dipstick  

Inspiration: Black Eyed Susan' contest not an entry

Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: happiness, introspection, life, nostalgia,

New Years Resolution

Resolutions fruitful tricks on mind,
Some reality, some so unkind,
They are just promises.
Other compromises,
They often suspend and rob one blind.

Though we keep on making them each year,
Sometimes bringing smiles or single tear,
No, matter what they are.
Ordinary or bizarre,
We take new steps, staying all old fear.

My resolution, be more funny.
Stir my funny bone for my honey.
To bring her more laughter,
Sharing smiles thereafter,
We need, joy, happiness, not money.

Written for

Sponsor Carolyn Devonshire 
Contest Name New Year's Resolutions 

Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: funny, people

Accepting the Bulge

She went to the beach with a blanket.
Fat all around; she would not tuck-it.
String bikini and sand
Covered less than her hand.
Her husband hid his head in a bucket.

Reposted for Poetry Soup Member Contest: ANY FUNNY POEM 	
Sponsored by: ¥ Destroyer ¥ Poet

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
May 22, 2010

Categories: fun, nonsense,


                                            BACCHU THE BICHHU

                               Bacchu the bichhu stole Lachha’s kachha
                                    Lachha rapid fired O accha accha
                                           He sent a grizzly bear
                                         Who turned him on its ear
                             Sold Bacchu to De Beers for a salmon baccha

Bacchu = a pet name of a kid in Bengali
bichhu= a kid who has penchant for mischief ( compare DENNIS THE MENACE)Beng.
Lachha= a funny character in "Comedy Night with Kapil" show in channel "Colors"
Kachha= underpants for male
Baccha= baby

16 October 2014  15:42:23 IST

Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: crazy, funny, summer,

A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Bar-B-Que

A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Bar-B-Que

One summery day long ago,
my hubby and I thought we'd go
to barbecue we
accepted with glee
by newlyweds, we got to know.

I said we'd bring baked pork and beans,
a salad of mixed garden greens,
and also we'd take
a chocolate cake
and six-pack of beer, by all means.

Day came in a blink of an eye.
We packed up our picnic supply;
arrived at their house,
just me and my spouse,
the only ones who had come by.

We walked to the back of the yard;
and passed their guard dog with regard.
And they so surprised
to see us, chastised,
"Oh no, you have caught us off guard!"

You see, in their pool, they were found
in 'birthday suits' splashing around.
"The picnic's next week,"
they yelled with a shriek!
Embarrassed, we ran homeward bound!

Sandra MHaight

~1st Place~
Contest: A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The........
Sponsor: Robert Haigh
Judged: 07/23/2018

Poem Details | by Sidney Hall Mad Poet |
Categories: funny

A camera on a walk to clear writer's block?

A Camera to clear writer’s block is not wise
The flash tends to hurt my eyes
Cause when it’s pointing at me
The picture I cannot see
But the funny faces I pull I’ve won first prize

Poem Details | by Kim Merryman |
Categories: funny, holiday, valentines day,


On Valentine's Day Cupid rules,
A bow and arrow his trusty tools.
He shoots an arrow at a he,
Then takes aim at a she,
And they both become lovesick fools.

Kim Merryman for Linda-Marie's February Funny Bone contest.

Poem Details | by Akash Yadav |
Categories: funny, imagination,

Limerick I

There was once a funny old-man,
Who wore for a hat, a flimsy pan,
Every Christmas he'd turn blue--
Out of cold, cough and flu--
And eat his beans from a can!

*My first attempt at a Limerick*

Poem Details | by Daniel Turner |
Categories: humor,

Laughter is the best medicine

       Funny Feet

Now MrsJan is really so sweet
Like candy for kid's trick or treat
A clown in the soup
Always talking 'bout poop
What's funny's the size of her feet

   October 15 2016

Poem Details | by Mohamed Omar |
Categories: funny,

President Fanny Limerick

He was weird funny 
He proclaimed to be president of many 
People laughed at him 
Saying it was just a whim
He lost his mind, now he is called president fanny 

Poem Details | by NEILL MOCKETT |
Categories: funnymoon,

A Bad Moon

Once again the moon is full 
The hoot of an owl I hear
Beware tonight
I may you bite
As a wolf I must appear

Once again the moon is full 
A hunger begins to gnaw
Something to go
Is far too slow
Faster will be if it's raw

Once again the moon is full 
A victim I quickly find
Fearful is not
Giggles a lot
Others are also unkind

Once again the moon is full 
Beneath it I stand alone
Something is wrong
My ears are long
A fluffy tail I have grown

Once again the moon is full 
In a mirror now I stare
How can it be?
No wolf I see
Only an big funny hare

Once again the moon is full 
In shadows I hide away
For dawn I wait
Accept my fate
I’m having a bad hare day

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: destiny, leadership, patriotic, rights,

Limericks crochetes: Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump

Limericks crochetés: Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump

Once a cardsharp comic called Don Dump
Made father’s money jump during slump
Dreamed of ruling this earth
Joined campaign (in) stand-up mirth
Made people laugh without using trump.

He played to the gallery hirsute
Soon his jokes turned sauerkraut through soot
Before long they cried : Heil !
Jackboots clicked, people wail
In goose-step, give : Sieg ! Heil ! salute.

Moral : « Listen not to funny man Dump !
Migrants all know how to scale wall jump.
Ten million there love US
Minus some (who) think like louse !
Live not solipsistic world on rump ! »

© TWignesan – Paris,  2016

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: poetry,

The Funny Farm

I'm really an adult though my lims don't show it Why should I grow up, it's more fun to emit Say ga ga and goo goo Or poopy and doo doo Run when the funny farm wants you to commit

Poem Details | by Sidney Hall Mad Poet |
Categories: funny

Bob Marley's Wailer

Can I borrow your funny bone for a while
Hopefully I can wiggle it and give you a chuckle or smile
To tell you about a sailor
They called Bob Marley’s Wailer	
From the piles you could hear his voice for a mile

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

The Country Of Texas

Hear tell the state of Texas is freaking big Almost the size of Canada, holy frig Why not form your own country Have your own funny money With The Wulfman riding herd from the brig © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by Dom- X- |
Categories: adventure,

My Favorite Devonshire

~~Backstage Disaster~~ 

Learned lots of things in theater workshop class
I was surprised when I learned I had passed
     Just one tool I'd not mastered
     The great Nail Gun Disaster
I had nailed the director in the _ss


I only come to read a few poems, once a monthAfter reading Carolyn’s funny limerick, she encouraged the limerick I entered In Pd’s contest.
Two of the greatest women I follow throughout the soup site.
All her poems are full of inspiration :D

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: humor, , cute,

Limerick: Once a cute Little Lark laughed for a lark

Limerick : Once a cute Little Lark laughed for a lark

Once a cute Little Lark laughed for a lark
And woke up the Bush Watchman in the dark
Man barked : « What’s so funny ? »
Lark chirped : « Look at Bunny ! »
Bush felt snails oozing up Bunny’s bark.

© TWignesan – Paris, 2013