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I Didn’t Finish This Poem… You’re Welcome

‘Twas the night after Kwanzaa

And all through the house

The whole family was stirring

But there was no male spouse…

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If You Can Read This, Don’t Bother

Today is a holiday

As you likely know.

I ate. Now I’m lazy

So I’m gonna go.

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When Your Vocabulary Is Larger Than Your Target Audience

‘Twas Christmas Eve morning

And one hirsute hyperborean

Was done making toys

And now streaming “The Mandolorian.”

In a matter of hours

Gifts would be delivered on-time.

Meanwhile, one naughty poet

Was pleased with a rhyme.

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Allie Be Like “OMG It’s Like They’re Reading My Mind!”

A twenty-year-old white girl asked

Why mice seek out a trap.

Then she smiled and sang along

To ALL the gangster rap!

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1-17 Are Just Slime… 19-100 Are Escargot

When my car won’t work

Because something is faulty

I tend to get angry

Or, some would say, salty.

Yes, salt and rage fill me

Whenever I fail…

That’s reason 18

I’m glad I’m not a snail.

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Some People Get Paid Millions For This…

If you have a friend who is male

Here’s a game that will never get stale:

Find a sports team or three,

Guess who’ll win, disagree…

You’ll be right half the time without fail!

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Tomato, Tomahtow

My sister called me self-disciplined.

I said, “I don’t know what you mean.”

She said, “You publish a poem EVERY DAY.”

I said, “That’s just low standards and a routine!”

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In America!

“An apple a day

“Keeps the doctor away,”

Or so my mama said.

“You’ve got no cash

“So you’ll soon turn to ash,”

Is what doctors say instead.

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Be Me At 11:49

There once was a poet from here

Who enjoyed quite a bit of good cheer.

He ran out of time

To make comedy rhyme

But I’ll be better soon, never fear!

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Dating In The Country Be Like…

I hear her dad has fewer teeth

Than guns hung on his walls…

I heard her seven brothers

Got among ’em 19 balls…

I’ve heard her mom got famous

As a former L.A. Ram…

But I heard she ain’t got no beard

So I don’t give a damn!

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