Tag Archives: Limerick

Modern Audiences

I consider myself pretty smart

And I have an insight into art:

More people would read

Poetry if indeed

More poets would use the word “fart”

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Everyone Has Something To Share

If your life is a dumpster fire

Don’t think about aiming higher

But find a cold alley

And watch how you rally

The hobos, who your heat admire.

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A New Perspective

I’ve started to think of ads

As memes from strangers’ dads

About brands I don’t know

And that makes me feel so

Much less like I’ve been punched in the ‘nads.

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It’s An Important Step!

There once was a griller from Harding

Who didn’t click his tongs twice before starting.

What happened next makes

Hiroshima seem low-stakes

And now God’s set the world a’ restarting.

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Shakespeare 101

Once in fair Europe two men

Were squabbling comedically when

The audience got bored

So they pulled out a seord

And everyone dies in the end.

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The 30-Second Poetry Special

A poet once went on a break

Which turned out to be a mistake

‘Cause he hurried to finish

His limerick, diminish

Ing his perfect lyrical break.

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Perspectives

There was a competitive game

Where everyone’s setup’s the same.

The winners opined

“This game’s well-designed”

But the loser opined, “No, it’s lame.”

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Orange Man And Red Riding Hood Friends Now

There once was a big evil wolf

Who sought a young girl to engulf.

He put on Grandma’s dress

And caused major distress.

Now he’s banned from America’s gulf.

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We Lost… But So Did The Chiefs. I’ll Take It!

So super bowl 59…

I guess you’d describe it as “fine”.

Lo, the history tomes

Yearned for Patrick Mahomes

But the script picked the alt storyline.

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I Wrote The First Line… But I Ain’t No Quitter

There once was a form called the FAFSA

Which asked for my tax info. Laughs, ya?

Then my wife had to say

That yes, I did pay,

All to get zero money. That’s a gaffe-sa!

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