Poem Details | by
Terry Flood |
Categories:
christmas, humorous,
Santa came home with a reindeer
And Mrs Claus said with a sneer
‘Did you have to bring
That horny old thing?’
Rudolph said, ‘Madam, he lives here.’
13 December 2021
For: I Need A Good Laugh: Xmas Limerick Contest
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
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Poem Details | by
Jack Horne |
Categories:
friendship
There once was a friend of mine,
Who was famed for making wine.
Her visits were great,
As she brought a crate -
But I lost a week each time.
For Francine's Bottle of Wine contest, written 17th June
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
humorous,
When she gives a cough or a sneeze
Some wee trickles down past her knees
Her knickers are damp
She smells like a tramp
Dashing home so nobody sees
TITLE INSPIRED FROM A COMMENT BY ARTHUR VASO
28th March 2015
Poem Details | by
Cheryl Hoffman |
Categories:
food, technology, time,
When at home its often fast food I crave,
might even be leftovers that I saved,
always in a race,
open and shut case,
thank God for my nuke everything microwave!
12-20-16
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
pride,
Our flag makes us proud no matter where we roam
Proud as beavers about this great land called home
A maple leaf is our symbol
An image so simple
Yet so meaningful in the hearts of all us gnomes
Poem Details | by
Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
humor,
Last night in a forest, poor Dan
got bit by some creatureHe ran
to the safety of home,
but as I write this poem,
he's changing! Beware the wolfman!
Feb26, 2020
For Richard Lamoureux's Warning Poetry Contest
Poem Details | by
Joseph Tucker |
Categories:
home, ireland, marriage, romance,
Said Seamus to his wife, with a wink
Since I cannae go out for a drink
I'm sure me and you
Can find something to do
Let me hug you, while both of us think
Poem Details | by
John Watt |
Categories:
giggle, humorous,
A street meter thief, Peter Jeter
Would saw off the head of one meter,
Take it home in his sack,
Keep the coins, bring it back,
Which was pointless by that time, of course, having
completely destroyed the meter.
Written 27 Feb 2022
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
death, health,
A pandemic common occurrence:
Losing one's job and health insurance!
The hospital count*
Continues to mount
Morticians wonder who is the dunce?
* People without an income nor
health insurance die at home or in the
street, not in hospitals!
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
home,
There are people that imagine it never gets warm
Way up in Canada where cold weather's the norm
In July we unzip our fur-lined parkas
While carving away on a newly killed carcass
Then on to our dog sled through an another snowy storm
LOL
Poem Details | by
Jennifer Proxenos |
Categories:
pain,
Hey Tom, you look well cared for and well fed,
Sure you longed to sleep in your own bed,
You must've had pain, hope they spoiled you,
More medication, preferred a whiskey or two,
Which nurse did you like best, which one a dread.
Poem Details | by
James Horn |
Categories:
allegory, analogy,
Persuade To Have Beautiful Home Made
What we wanted to do was persuade,
To have beautiful home being made;
Not ignored,
And adored
In succulent shade near a pretty glade.
Jim Horn
Poem Details | by
Katherine Stella |
Categories:
character, child, childhood, children, dog, fantasy, film, children, giggle, happiness, humorous, imagination, nature, nostalgia, remember, smile, storm, uplifting, visionary, weather,
Once was a gal who felt so alone
Tornato came up rooted farms home
Landed on wicked witch
Munchkins came out of ditch
Gave dog lollypops instead of bone
Poem Details | by
Shane Cooper |
Categories:
earth day, giggle, humor,
There was a black beetle named May
Who lived with a frog in some hay
Together they would roam
Adventures far from home
Singing yippe-Ki-yay all day
Poem Details | by
Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories:
funny,
A glass of milk is something I fear
Please do not pour me a glass my dear
You'll be mad as a skunk
When I'm coming home drunk
But to tell you the truth I like beer.
Poem Details | by
Paul Schneiter |
Categories:
humor,
There was an electrician from Nashes
Who worked in darts and dashes.
One day especially rushed
Against 240 volts he brushed.
Now Nashes is home to his ashes.
Poem Details | by
John Smith |
Categories:
mother,
The old woman in the shoe scandal
who had those kids, too much to handle
Now that they are full grown
and she is home alone,
she'll down-size to a sandal.
Poem Details | by
Shadow Hamilton |
Categories:
fishing,
A fisherman sat with line all lank
perched on crooked stool that soon sank
backside now all mud covered
his face an embarrassed red
off home he went with his pants all dank.
11/13/2014
contest: limericks clean and clever
Poem Details | by
John Williams |
Categories:
humorous,
A musician resting in a spar,
Was playing his electric guitar,
An almighty spark
Plunged his home into dark,
He was left with a musical scar.
Poem Details | by
William Kershaw |
Categories:
sportsme, me,
O' me favorite sport must be drinkin.'
That's the way that God made me I'm thinkin.'
For it seems without fail,
If I start quaffin' ale,
That the landlord will send me home stinkin.'
Poem Details | by
Richard Breese |
Categories:
abuse, anti bullying, farm, giggle, humor, humorous, silly,
a hungover farmer went one day
to a blacksmith shop to buy some hay
please dont think this funny
for he had no money
and so went home less vertebrae.
Poem Details | by
Duke Beaufort |
Categories:
funny, humor,
An Irishman with a syndrome
Climbed onto my roof like a gnome
Said I with a stare
What thou wants isn’t there
Drinks are not on the house in this home!
Poem Details | by
Faleshia Murphy |
Categories:
funny
My little one is going to school
The joy on his face and mine is so cool
His first day is monday
I hope he will be okay
While I'm at home acting a fool
Poem Details | by
John Williams |
Categories:
children, humorous,
Each morning without fail,
I see my little,brown-shelled snail,
Plodding along with his home on his back,
Leaving a long, tiny, silver track,
I think he likes blazing a trail.
Poem Details | by
James Fraser |
Categories:
anxiety, home, life, music, repetition, space, voice,
It's two thirty, there's a knock at my door
Hey, it's my neighbour, what's he here for
"it's so plucky of you!"
Playing my Bagpipes the noo
If I wasn't, then what are you here for
.