Tag Archives: Silly

Advice From My Students

If you have not said

“Lozenge” today, try it out;

It’s a banger word.

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Haikus prove Japan

Thought of TikTok poetry

Way before the world.

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Unintended Consequences

A candle popped over my head

As my epiphany did start:

Perhaps making that time machine

Turned out to not be smart.

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Goodness Me, Is That More Than 100 BPM My Good Sir?

When your heart beats really fast

That’s tachycardia

(Or so the doctors would have you believe).

But if your heart beats quickly

And you’re upper-middle class

It’s classycardia. (Ok, I’ll leave)

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This Is Why Horses Became Popular In The Wild West

When robbers hold their guns out

And bellow, “Stick ‘em up”

The whole ordeal is really rather crass.

But it gets even worse

When they try to rob the livestock

‘Cause then the robbers “Stick ‘em up” your ass.

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Take That, Inspirational Posters!

They say money can’t buy happiness

And maybe they are right

But money can buy spiders

That you can give people out of spite

And spiteful spider-giving

Puts a smile on my face

When I put those “money can’t buy” people

In their rightful place.

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When You Live In The USA (Instead Of China, Turkey, Israel, Chile, Chad, or Georgia, FYI)

So there’s a country named for plates

And one for Thanksgiving birds.

One country claims it is real

But misspelled the last two thirds.

One is hot peppers. One’s just a name.

One is a Southeastern state.

And we’re just three stupid letters

With no puns attached. This I hate.

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Pronunciation Matters

The church tells us

That prejudice is bad.

On the other hand, pre-Judas

Were the best years Jesus had.

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Glad I Minored In Minion Studies

I want to be a comic sidekick

Who is dorky but also inspiring.

I’ve no fears, I jerk tears, and bring laughter

But nobody seems to be hiring.

At least I can bring home some bacon

And dress in ridiculous ways

Right here at Volcanic Hideaways Inc.

Until evil brings about better days.

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English Empire? Hold My Beer…

We asked Canada to become a state

But they responded with only hate.

What was poor America to do

But extend the offer to Venezuela too?

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