Limerick Poems About January | January Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: friendship, humorous, me, poetry,


I post my poems on poetry soup About farting and guys with brewer’s droop I’ve been given a crown And I won’t let Flo down Be assured I’ll keep on posting my poop! Posted in conjunction with my blog about my amazing gifts from F J Thomas 25th January 2017

Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: humor,

Robin and his merry men's night out

Robin treated his men down at the inn
To sexy wenches, food, mead and some gin
All got drunk on the mead
Then got high on the weed
Friar Tuck said “it’s not right it’s a sin.”

Robin’s outlaws were enjoying the night
And with the sheriffs men started a fight
The men ran for their lives
There was lots of high fives
The peasants cheered at this comical sight.

Written 31st January 2019
For limerick 3 contest
Sponsored by Joseph May.

Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: funny, lost love, me,

Crumb on my Pie Chart

Abusive soul who tormented my heart
I didn’t wait for us to drift apart
     I found inner strength at last
     So don’t look at me aghast
You’re merely a crumb on my heart’s pie chart

A defumigator removed your scent
Into the trash all your hunting boots went
     And those ghastly deer “trophies”
     Ablaze with your spoiled green cheese
Your firearms too in the bonfire were sent

Valentine, let me give it to you straight
Goodwill came by for the very last crate
     Maker’s Mark* for the homeless
     Now that’s ironic justice
Hope your new home in the tent is just great

You wrecked my car and destroyed my credit
So you got off easy from where I sit
     Not that you had much to lose
     Just hair, weight, someone to use
Cupid aims, may your hemorrhoids get hit!

*Maker’s Mark is expensive whiskey
Entry for Sidney~Lee Ann’s valentine to an ex-lover contest
Written January 17, 2012

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


My sister Susie loved picking her nose To her chagrin her little finger froze It was stuck so far Doc used a crowbar Finger up nose - not a ladylike pose! Our Mother, in a fit of Pique At Susie's antics with her Beak Said, "Right my girl" And in a whirl Grounded Susie for a Week Resenting her fate, in bed Rebellion sparked inside her head When all were asleep She'd dress and creep Though the window and escape instead A branch near her window hung Which to its foliage she clung The branch was weak And with a shriek She fell into a pile of Dung The house woke up only to find Poor Susie in a dreadful Bind She looked quite a mess In her state of distress That our Mother went out of her mind "A School for young Ladies, I'll choose" One, her wildness, I hope will defuse And instil, at a pace, Deportment and Grace To refine the coarse ways of our Suz' Packed off to be 'Finished' she went Determined to never repent Despite all opinions It's just like 'St Trinians' And for Susie, was quite an event Susie boarded at ‘Saint Eloise’ It was there she got covered in fleas Once she dived in a ditch To be rid of that itch Oh, you should see the state of her knees! When in the first deportment class Poor Susie fell straight on her ‘ass’ When she exposed her behind The other girls were unkind So Susie began passing gas They had to open the windows and doors Crawl about and move on all fours To get rid of the smell That came straight from hell Staff told ‘Susie’ no more encores! Her Classmates all thought it a Hoot When she lit the gas that she'd shoot She then vented a Storm That Blew up her Dorm Which got our poor Susie the Boot She believed she should never have gone From the ones she depended upon With her Mission, complete (And a Cork placed, discreet) Susie's Home where she'll always belong. 20th January 2016 Collaboration J Allison and R Bettridge

Poem Details | by Ed Morris |
Categories: funny,

ABCDE: Doctor, Leave Me Be

An apple a day, so they say,
But some folk get carried away.
   Consumer advice:
   Don’t be imprecise—
Eat ten, and the doctor you’ll pay.


Date Written: January 9, 2019
Contest: Limerick II, sponsored by Joseph May

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: celebrity, mystery, smart, tribute,


The famous detective Sherlock Holmes
Hardly short on the wit chromosomes
With just a few clues
Bemuse and confuse
Unraveled crimes in the catacombs

Submitted on January 27, 2019, for contest LIMERICK 3 sponsored by JOSEPH MAY  -  RANKED 2ND

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: fun, love, nonsense, silly,


Fell in love with a coconut
The tree stood tall outside my hut
Love sublime at first sight
I thought I‘d have a bite
Lost both front teeth right on the spot

posted on January 17, 2019

Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: love,

Robin Hood

An archer from Sherwood made shooting an art
Persuaded the wealthy from surplus to part.
He fell for a maid at first sight
But fearing to tell her outright
Enlisted friend Eros to capture her heart.

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Limerick 3 Contest
Hosted by Joseph May
© 31st January 2019 

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: angst, snow, storm, wind,


Withstanding bitter winds through winter thrust
Windswept snowfall in streaks of icy gust
Fighting off polar windstorm 
Behind windshield keeping warm
In flimsy windbreakers we put our trust

Submitted on January 5, 2019, for contest SAME WORD WINTER LIMERICK sponsored by CHARLES MESSINA  -  RANKED 2ND

Poem Details | by Ed Morris |
Categories: funny, funny love, humor,

Poet on a Date

A hopelessly poetic guy met
A scientist studying climate.
   Nearly all that she said
   Went right over his head,
But at least he was able to rhyme it.


Date Written: January 3, 2019
Contest: Limericks, sponsored by Joseph May

Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: winter,



     Long icicles hang, one by one;
     thick icicles shine in the sun.
     As icicles melt
     to icicles, svelte,
     thin icicles drip till there's none.

     January 6, 2019

     For Contest, "Same Word Winter Limerick", 
     sponsored by Charles Messina

Poem Details | by Geoffrey Brewer |
Categories: humor,

Robin Hood

Robin Hood and merry men took great delights
In protection of the peasants and their rights
But what really gave them pleasure 
And which emphasised their measure
Was cavorting through the forest wearing tights

31 January 2019

Poem Details | by Gail DeBole |
Categories: animals, funny,

Portrait of a Lizard

Written: January 2, 2009
Updated: April 23, 2012

There once was a lizard named Rex(ie)
Whose head was always tilted and ready
Sitting next to the glass wall
Patiently waiting for Paul
To feed him tasty hornworm bread(ie).

Note: Part of the Portrait Poetry Collection

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: political,

Hillary Clinton

She is a White House witch and feminazi
who rides her big broom like a kamikaze.
  The honesty test she fails,
  she lied about her emails
and covered up the truth about Benghazi!

             January 2016

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: body, for him, humorous,


I feel terribly sorry for Rodger He developed a kink in his todger It looked such a sight when bent to the right that his poor wife ran off with the lodger! Submitted to Any poem (not for contest) Sponsored by Broken Wings 1st January 2016

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: political, satire,

Forrest Trump

 Run, Donald! Run! and the people represent,
 mama always said you'd be President
     As for all the hype and buzz
     well stupid is as stupid does...
 I guess now we all know what mama meant!

                 January 2016

Note: I wrote one about Hillary so it's
         only fair I do one about Trump.

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: fun, rude, social,

A Trini Abroad

She was hot and blonde but she was not dumb
and innocently asked where I was from.
   "From Trinidad, how do you do,
       have you any Trini in you?"
No, she said, so I asked "would you like some?"

                  January 2016

       Note: A Trini is a Trinidadian.

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: funny, poetry, satire,


There was a contest at PoetrySoup

Homer, Milton, Poe, entered as a group

   They worked from dawn till dusk

    For difficult found their task

But last they finished for did not snoop!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
   22 JANUARY 2015

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: boy, desire, growing up,

Confessions of a Teenage Boy 2

The girl next door my attention commands,
from my window I gaze her buxom glands.
  When the moment I seize
  it's at times such as these
I'm so glad I'm not Edward Scissorhands!

             January 2016


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 Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: animals

A Zulu

There once was a tiger at the zoo.
His eyes followed visitors like glue.
Teeth sparkled bright white.
Chops licked at their sight.
He wanted Zulu on his menu.

© January 17, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: political, social

Down In Dunkirk

The once was a man from Dunkirk.
The war came and he went berserk.
In the French battle field,
Local harlots did yield.
Escape came by fancy footwork.

© January 16, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: lost love,

A Heart Broken Past

You were a hot little Hispanic man.
And I was your infatuated fan.
Your love for me was cheeky,
Dreams ended very bleakly.
Now, I’m happy ever after, God’s plan.

© January 28, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: A valentine Limerick~ to your x-lover the heart-
breaker ( explaining how life goes on ) after the heart break	
Sponsored by: Sidney ~ LeeAnn

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: body, children, humorous,


My sister Susie loved picking her nose To her chagrin her little finger froze It was stuck so far Doc used a crowbar Finger up nose - not a ladylike pose! 14TH January 2016

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: child, growing up, humorous,


Little Susie had peed her new pants Such an unfortunate circumstance In front of her mother She blushed a red colour … then invented the wet knickers dance! I used the poetry soup word generator and it came up with the word ‘urination’ … now how could I resist THAT challenge!!! (In the UK pants and knickers are what are known as panties in the US) 26th January 2016

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: for her, for him,


There are women who feel a strong need To nag men until their ears bleed In a war of attrition With relentless petition Is a cruel way to make men concede Men wish for a life of peace But get nagged by a tongue that won't cease Men will just say It's the female DNA That must out in its need for release We can’t help it; we just HAVE to nag Guess some folks would call us 'an old hag' But men get on our nerves When you paw at our curves Men should give up and wave the white flag We can suffer from bad PMT, Become ogres that men want to flee We scream and we shout Say we’ll throw you out But for some reason you wont let us be Better by far, we should try this next time It's effective and will prove sublime By wearing earplugs In each of our lugs We'll be laughing whilst nagging - in mime Laughing together will lighten our day It's a tonic to chase our problems away For a really big smile Can last a long while And we'll both get along better that way 24th January 2016-01-24 Collaboration by Jan Allison and Rob Bettridge

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: fun, men, parody,


                 Once a man thought it good to be merry

                       Thus he decided never to marry

                           He gave parties every night

                           Having fun with all his might   

                When he died, none was there, him to bury!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
     07 January 2016

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: conflict, poems, poetry, writing,


I’m POSITIVE I’ve read that before Yes I’m certain, I really am sure So if you get caught You’ll be quite distraught Be aware … soup could show you the door! 19th January 2016

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

Iths The Cold And Flu Theason

My nothe ith sthopped up and I can't respthire

   My lungths are congeshted and all afire

      My eyeths are rheumy and red

         Perthspiration floods my bed

             Merthy Lord! I think I'm gonna exthpire


Robert LHinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Righths Retherved

First Place in Gwendolyn's " The Sneezing Limerick" Contest - January 2012

Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: friendship, on writing and

It Is Not Funny, Sharon Weimar

Redbubble is a place where artists meet.
Talents may economically compete.
Moving on left folks behind.
What happiness did you find?
Are you joyful at your poetry retreat?

Long ago, you enjoyed Poetry Soup.
You said that you had to go regroup.
Well, now your poems are gone.
New winners must be drawn.
You are missed and thats the latest scoop!

Days and years have sped as fast as light.
Your works have been deleted from this site.
What, now, is on your mind?
Were friendships left behind?
Does inspiration still bring delight?

Sometimes, we have to take a detour
To green pastures and skies bright azure.
I write these thoughts today
Hoping bliss has come your way.
Trusting that your talents still endure.

© January 11, 2012
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Poem Details | by Joe Flach |
Categories: lifejanuary, new years day,

New Years Limerick

On January 2nd there’s a lot of people working out
They’ve made New Year’s resolutions, no doubt
They want to get slim
So they come to the gym
By January 4th their resolve has fizzled out

Poem Details | by Brian Pierre-Alexander |
Categories: funny, song-


With heaping speed like the flash
Am ah make a dash
My bed calls, dive in..splashhh
It was an honor and a pleasure
Poetry writers you'll so clever
Poetrysoup had me in a spell
O! well, farewell...
Goodnight ya'll
Catch you on the rebound
Tomorrow then, sleep now call
10:30 PM zzzzz-ing sound 
My bed Callsssssss

©Copyright January 22, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved

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

No Favorite Sport

I do not have a favorite sport.
Folks near me cheering laughing, snort.
At times I sit in bleachers,
And watch the gaming creatures.
I much prefer a tasty torte.

© January 20, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: fishing, humorous, irony, jobs,


He wanted to go and catch scallops gets into a boat called a shallops* He didn’t look at the time And had committed a crime It’s into the court he now gallops Five thousand pounds he’s now got to pay A ‘timely’ error on the said day This ‘scallop advisor’ Just should have been wiser This fishy story won’t go away! Poem based rather ironically on a TRUE story in the Manx press today *a little poetic licence about his boat but a Shallops is a sailing boat used for coastal fishing 15th January 2018

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: international, language,


Democracy, ethics, logos, politics

Cosmology, cosmogony, physics

Are words that all persons know

With enthusiasm them show

For are the basis of analytics!*

© Demetrios Trifiatis
     30 January 2017

* The words:Democracy, ethics, logos, politics, cosmology, cosmogony, physics, enthusiasm, basis and analytics are all Greek as are thousands upon
thousands other words as: Crisis, drama, comedy, poetry, biology, history, philosophy, psychology, geometry, mathematics, cardiologist, antibiotics, agoraphobia, acrophobia and all phobias, therefore whoever speaks English has to know that more than 25% of English is of Greek origin!

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: anger, dog, humorous,


A really odd thing caught my eye They hang on a branch way up high Black bags in the trees What strange ‘fruit’ are these I wouldn’t want poop in my pie! Why do some dog owners tie their dog poop bags on branches rather than put them in a bin? 31st January 2017

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


Time to figure consarned taxes again

     And Christmas bills come due giving me pain

          Let's delete January

               And start with February

                    January has come to be my bane

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

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: age, angel,

Limerick: Then this Wily Woman from Franco's Spain - 6

Limerick : Once this Wily Woman from Franco’s Spain – 6

This Wily Woman went on the rampage
New Year’s Day Seventy-Six* start of new age :
Marriage beds soiled with verve
This woman first to serve
Free-Maisons’ Afro-Asians free of charge !

•	Adultery was a criminal offence punishable under the French Penal Code before January 1, 1976

© TWignesan – Paris, 2013

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

One Neurotic Fly

One fly flew down the Interstate
Longing to rest and meditate
Near a waterfall
Where hummingbirds call
That place where dreams anticipate.

So many sites to fascinate
His mind began to marinate.
In a field serene,
There was a latrine.
One site he could appreciate.

Mushrooms, he thought, would germinate.
He soared and did not hesitate.
Gossip he heard folks tell.
Embraced the stinking smell,
Some tasty tales to masticate…

Who did what and when they did it!
Who loves whom and why they hid it!
Written on the wall
Words in every stall
Diabolical rumors flit!

That fly flew down the Interstate.
No longer could he meditate
Near a waterfall
Where hummingbirds call
Always worried about man’s fate.

© January 30, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Poem Details | by Janice Canerdy |
Categories: christmas, cute, humor,

A Troubled Christmas Ornament Faces Therapy in the Coming Year

		You guys think that you’ve got it bad?
		You don’t know the meaning of “sad.”
		You hang on the tree
		admired as can be.
		Your shapes and bright color are rad!		

		I hear praiseful onlookers say
		how pretty you are every day,
		but that’s not my story.
		I don’t share your glory
		in this much-viewed Christmas display.

		I’m not spiral, dangly, or round.
		I don’t shine or make any sound.
		I’m called by a name
		that brings me to shame,
		a moniker meant to confound!

		My first name is “Ugly.” Poor me!
		My last name is “Sweater.” I see
		real sweaters designed
		like me get maligned.
		I'm now headed for therapy.

posted January 8, 2017

Most of the "ugly sweaters" I've seen, I thought, were really cuteI would
not be one to consult for advice on style!

Written for Laura Loo's Silly Christmas Cartoon Poetry Contest

December 24, 2018, entered in Shadow Hamilton's Let's have Fun Contest

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: environment, nature, weather,


There was a president whose name was Trump

That in the White House he had set up camp

For the climate didn't care

Cause for U S wasn't fair

In the end Zeus' thunderbolt struck the tramp!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
      06 January 2018

10, 10, 7, 7, 10.

*President Trump withdrew USA from the Paris accord last year and since then USA 
witness a series of the severest weather phenomena in their history.

** Zeus, strikes all those who commit Hubris i.ethose who place themselves above
 natural order which means above God!

Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: humor,


A romantic young man from Sherwood 
Bought a ring for his girl and felt good
He left it on the bus
Air was blue with his cuss
Chased after it as fast as he could.

A chocolate lover from Bangalore
Couldn't get enough and wanted more
She had a big belly
Wobbled like a jelly
Now she cannot get out the front door.

There was a man who got into a lift
Someone before him had left him a gift
He gagged and he spluttered 
Under his breath muttered
Got to his floor and oh boy did he shift.

A Dutchman was wearing new clogs
Got chased by some mean looking dogs
But he could not out run
They chewed his clogs for fun 
And now they look like splintered logs.

A pilot was flying in the sky
Heard both his engines splutter and die
He'd ran out of fuel
And he felt a fool
The moral is fill up 'fore you fly.

On her birthday told hubby don't be late
And with him she wanted to celebrate
With good food and some wine
A posh place they would dine
He forgot and went drinking with a mate.

Written 17th January 2019.

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: desire, pain, truth,


Throughout his life was searching for the truth

But never escaped from ignorance's booth 

Every answer our friend found

In the end it was turned down

So turned to the bottle his pain to smooth! 

© Demetrios Trifiatis
     30 January 2017

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: funny, silly, word play,


Flip flop look what’s landed on top
Straight out of the barbershop
Bald head’s a bowling ball
Leg up high for aerial
Come swift stumbling to a full stop

Submitted for contest UPSIDE DOWN WORLD sponsored by EVE ROPER - January 4, 2018  -  RANKED 3RD

Poem Details | by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: rude, silly,

A Blockage In My Cottage

Well, the plumbing was old in my cottage,
And a big Christmas poo caused a stoppage,
So a plumber came by,
With a glint in his eye,
And said “Madam, I’ll sort out your blockage!”

He quite hopelessly poked it and brushed it,
And tried firing it out with a musket,
I said, “Best thing to do
Is to clear it!”
Then I pushed him right in, and I flushed it.

4 January 2019
Limerick contest, sponsored by Joseph May

Poem Details | by Ann Gilmour |
Categories: desire, funny, humorous, sexy,


With plunger in hand Fred was called from his bed 
To the homestead of Sue a sexy redhead
The water bed pouring 
As hubby was snoring
Fred was fine-tuning Sue till sunrise instead

Hubby woke peckish and went down for some bread
He was still unaware yet of Sue and Fred
Fine-tuned to perfection
No fear of detection
Sang 'Move over Darling' and jumped in with Fred

5th January 2019
Limericks Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May

Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: humor,

Frederick The Rogue Dentist

A rogue dentist called Frederick McCrouth 
Brought misery to many a ones mouth
Caused his patients great pain
Done for profit and gain
Eventually their teeth all fell south.

Frederick's nickname was' dentist from hell'
Gold implants at a high price he would sell
He was caught in a trap
Is now up on a rap 
Justice caught him and he's now in a cell.

Written on  9th January 2019

For limerick 11 poetry contest

Sponsored by Joseph May.

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: earth, environment, men,


There was a smart being on planet earth

That made earth its home since its very birth

It was playful and joly

Convinced nothing was holy

Eventually led itself to death!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
     07 January 2018


Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: body, humorous, new year,


Sue’s given up picking her nose And wiping the slime on her clothes But what she does more Is what I abhor… She’s eating the fluff from her toes! 15th January 2018

Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: cool, drink, old,

A drink to the cold

The Winter weather is here and it's cold
Colds not much fun if you are homeless or old
But some like cold cheer
And drink ice cold beer
But when you're cold whiskeys' best so I'm told.

Written on 6th January 2019

For same word winter limerick poetry contest.
Sponsored by Charles Messina.

( chosen word is cold )