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Yeah, It’s Annoying, Isn’t It! (My Next Poem Will Be Split Into Two Posts For Length)

There once was a cinematic sequel

With a cliffhanger end like no equal.

The heroes were shocked

When the villain they mocked

Turned out to be…

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Tyranny Bugs Me

There they were, two armies,

One in black and one in red

Swarming from their anthill

Knowing one must soon be dead.

One was sponsored by Les Schwab Tires,

The other by Steve’s Work Pants.

One army shouted “We will be victorious!”

The other screamed “Death to tire ants!”

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Boyhood

If you never rode a bicycle

From the top of dead-man’s hill

And hit 100 miles an hour

And then took a wicked spill

And sprayed your blood all everywhere

But didn’t cry one bit

Then son, you are a wussy.

If you did, you’re full of it!

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Really Strained For That Rhyme… But Seriously! I Want Meat With Little Pits For The Syrup!

They have hot dogs; they have buns.

They have lunch meat; they have pancakes.

The equivalence I want to know:

What sort of meat a pair with waffles makes.

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Paper And Scissors Can’t Top This

I exercised my glutes until they were hard as rock.

I entered a hardass contest and thought I was a lock.

I flex my bum! The judges gasp! I’m certain that I’ve got ‘em!

But even though my butt won first, I’d really hit rock bottom.

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Art Is Subjective

People always say

“I miss the good old days”

But I think that’s misguided

In many different ways,

Chief of which is that

Although they made so many gargoyles

And so many fountains

The two were very seldom combined,

Which means we’ve had thousands of years

That could have had gargling gargoyles

And yet we got garden gnomes.

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Why People Are Getting Married Less Nowadays

Glorious, glamorous, glandular, gassy,

Serious, spurious, sanctified, sassy,

Furious, fabulous, fortified, fun:

If they match all these adjectives, you’ve found the one!

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Don’t Do Drugs… Or Poetry

If I had a chicken

Made of a golden laser beam

I’d think the Altoids that I bought

Were not as they would seem…

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Relationship Goals

“Hey girl”, I texted.

“What’s up?” She replied.

Then I flashed back to the first three minutes of Pixar’s masterpiece, “Up”

And inevitably cried.

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What New Devilry Is This?

Somewhere down in baby hell

Are Lucifer and Baphomet,

Asmodeus, Apollyon,

Satan, and Adramalech

All laughing at demonic stuff

But here’s the evil rub:

There’s a new kid in the devil school.

His name’s Beelzebub.

His family comes from South Missouri

And his dad’s name was Cletus

And he’d been groomed for devilhood

Since he was a fetus.

The devils might have picked on him

‘Til he was a broken husk

But then a savior came along:

A baby devil named by Elon Musk.

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