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I went on a trip for 5 days

And I’m grateful in so many ways

To be home once again

Where in peace I can pen

Five-line poems that fail to amaze

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Talk About Stuck In A Lousy Job!

You think because you aren’t paid well

And work a lot of hours

Doing work you don’t enjoy

And your outlook on life sours

That means you have a lousy job?

Your misery sorely pales

To the job of being the fish they feed

To the SeaWorld killer whales.

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If I Can’t Sleep Until I Write A Poem, I Can’t Sleep Until You Read It! (Oh Wait…)

Tonight I stayed up past my bedtime.

In fact, I am still awake as you read.

I’m yawning like crazy and wanting to sleep

So could you please up your processing speed?

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English Joke Because I Have To Get Up At 5:00 Tomorrow

Joe said “I have will gone to the pier.”

Bo said “It just got two tense in here.”

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Next Year I Resolve To Put More Effort Into Hindsight

Looking back at 2022

I had a revelation that I’d like to share with you:

I realized that retrospectives take a while to do well

So I’ll end this poem early and say this year was pretty swell!

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IRS? More Like IQ-0

There once was a federal agency

Who knew how much taxes you owed, you see,

But when you didn’t pay enough

‘Cause math is hard and stuff

They need a whole department to audit ye?

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Enthusiasm Has Its Limits

They put a DVD

In the Nintendo Wii.

They told me “Just Dance”

So I ripped off my pants

And now nobody’s playing with me…

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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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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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