Tag Archives: Silly

I Could Go On, But I Don’t Want To Peacock

I wish we called colors by animal names

Because it’s infinitely more awesome

To paint a car shark instead of just grey

Or pour cream ‘til your coffee is possum.

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The Origin Store-y

There once was a farmer

Who started a battered women’s shelter

For cows, and it was so full

That out of the stables

They sold books for profit

And that’s how you got Barns and No-Bull.

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Softball Questions

There once was a baseball glove

Who, with a human, fell in love.

You may doubt, but I’ll confirm it:

They lived together, but he’s a her mitt.

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The Other Opening Was For “End Of Days Rituals Inc.

I got a job at the olive oil factory

And my coworker is a nun.

Now they can write “Extra Virgin” again

‘Cause for a while they just had one.

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My Foreign Policy Platform

I think instead of buying tanks

We should hire children

To run around with pool noodles

And speak in Italian to people

Who are unhappy

Because America deserves happiness

And we have to spend $33 trillion on something.

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No Pain, No Gawain

I am getting sleepy

And I open wide to yawn,

Then I march into my bedroom

And put plate armor on.

My chainmail hugs me tightly

And I fall into a heap…

This is what I have to do

To get a good knight’s sleep.

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When Dad Talks To Your Friends

Tubing is rad

And, like, what’s up my homies?

I like Minecraft and pickles

And my sister’s a bronie.

I got shizzle for days

And my swag is so tight…

Wait, what do you mean

I’m not saying it right?

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Aztec Millennials

Two cannibals awoke on Sunday

And went for brunch at a cafe.

One said “I’ve got a hunch

“That the real brunch

“Is the friends we’ll meet along the way.”

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Why Even Numbers Are Boring

One is the loneliest number

And two can be as bad as one

Three is a crowd

Four is twice as bad as one

Five has no particular qualities

Six is three times as bad as one…

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Really Though… I Would Love To See More Movies Dubbed With Animal Noises

I wonder if animals watching TV

Think every show is just a human Lassie:

“Oh look! A talking human is saving the day.

“It makes its funny noises and everything is ok.”

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