Tag Archives: Humor

Knowing When To Quit

No matter who you’re with

And no matter who you are

There will always be one person

Who goes a bit too far.

They’ll give a speech a bit too long

Or play one piece too many

And when you look for the shits they give

You find that there aren’t any.

If you know this person

I hope you wish them well.

If you are that person

Good riddance! Go to hell.

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This Poem Is Probably Racist And Hates Short People

Last night I wrote a lot.

Tonight I wrote much not.

The kettle is black and so is the pot.

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My Bedtime Is At 8:00… Cut Me Some Slack

There once was a birthday party

That started at 6:30

It went a long time,

Which makes it hard to rhyme

Which is why “30” is now pronounced “tharty”.

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The Woke Agenda’s Fatal Flaw

One of the problems with globalism

Is that some Scandinavian guy named Anders

Is going to meet a muslim guy named Salaam

And a third party will greet them both

By shouting “Salaam, Anders!”

And some guy terrified of reptiles

Will sue for emotional damages.

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If It’s A Cylinder, It Can Phwoom-Vwoom-Schwaa!

She saw a roll of wrapping paper,

A pool noodle, and a stick.

He saw a lightsaber, a lightsaber, and a lightsaber

Because he has a dick.

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Degrees Of Sinfulness

I asked the preacher “Hey what if

“I steal a loaf of bread?”

The preacher answered “You’ll be judged

“In Heaven once you’re dead.”

I asked, “What if I kill somebody

“But I confess before I die?”

The preacher said “The Lord will judge

“If your intention is a lie.”

I asked, “What if I hog

“The bathroom before work?”

The preacher said, “You’ll go to Hell

You [Sinful language] jerk!”

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The Ski Trip

Tomorrow I’m strapping knives to my feet

And throwing myself down a hill.

Then I’ll get on a chair that flies through the air

And do it again for a thrill.

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What Do Poets Do At Night? The True Story Revealed!

Tonight I stayed home to guarantee

I could sign up for an event at 6:00 PM.

I spent most of the afternoon watching TV,

Specifically the Seahawks get their ass handed to them.

I was also playing video games

And burning wood to keep my house hot.

I had an awesome time doing everything but

Did I sign up for the event? No I did not.

I spent an evening by myself

Eating cookies and shouting “Dude!”

At the TV, so although I’m a dumby

My man card’s 1,000-percent renewed!

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But Seriously, Who Doesn’t Want To Do This At Least Once?

I think people would be happier

If once a day, for free,

They could take an eighteen-wheeler

Packed with TNT

And have a robot drive it

Into their neighbor’s chrysanthemum

But that’s very illegal

‘Cause the government is dumb.

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Don’t Question The Logic… Just Enjoy The Conclusion

I think that absolute proof

That a time machine exists

Is the fact that someone went back in time

And found a T-Rex

And said “Aww yeah… T-Rex….”

And then got eaten

And nobody has time traveled since.

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