Humorous and funny Growing Up poems and/or funny poems about Growing Up. Read, share, and enjoy these hilarious Growing Up funny poems!
Written by
Carrissa Whateley
Categories:
break up, confidence, courage, funny love, grief, growing up
The Love Shock Test
why seek true love
when even the truest love is fleeting
the thing you should desire is
for lasting love to transpire
take my hand and hold your breath
this is a love test
do you have a single doubt
about how it will turn out
are you afraid they will leave
and how you could possibly grieve
worry no more the stress will disappear
and just send this to your sweet dear
because it's over they never really let you near
it is fact they are being clear they don't want you here
take your love and disappear don't live in fear
Written by
Gershon Wolf
Categories:
growing up, humorous,
Somewhat Injury-Prone
First grade, pelted with eggs
Second grade, broke both legs
Third grade, fell down the stairs
Fourth grade, clawed by a bear
Fifth grade, ran into a tree
Sixth grade, twisted a knee
Seventh grade, concussed my head
Eighth grade, fell out of bed
Ninth grade, had meningitis
Tenth grade, appendicitis
Eleventh grade, torn hamstring
Twelfth grade, acute bee sting...
So, to allay any fears from admission committees
I wrote the following college application ditty:
You may consider me somewhat injury-prone
But I have yet to break my first wishbone
And I give you my whole-hearted assurance
That I will use my parents' health insurance
Written by
Jimmi Canada
Categories:
graduation, growing up, heart, history, humor, marriage
Walk
A bulging extremity,
a feminist integrity,
a swaggering centipede,
the cops arresting me,
my dick the right size,
the bang coming out of your eye's,
the sensitivity upon demise,
the dew and dripping from the sky's,
the eagerness of eloping,
the magnitude of doping,
the honesty of groping,
scattering scorpions glowing and scoping.
Written by
Jan Allison
Categories:
growing up, humorous, school, , cute,
Let's Hear It
During my time at high school
I never once broke any rule
I was quiet and shy
Didn’t flirt with a guy
Even if I thought he was cool
I was never ever great at sport
Even though it was subject taught
I was so very short
That on the netball court
I couldn’t reach the hoop and scored naught!
At college I met a cute guy
Both of us were terribly shy
We went out to a gig
But he lit up a cig
I hate smoking - I wanted to cry!
Contest:- Let’s Hear it
Sponsor:- Judy Konos
02~08~16
Written by
John Williams
Categories:
children, funny,
Kids Growing Up
Their needs need addressing,
In the morning when they're dressing,
Brush their hair, clean their teeth,
Whenever will I get relief,
When they're older it'll be a blessing.
Written by
Barbara Dickenson
Categories:
9th grade, funny, girl, growing up, high school, youth
Ode To a Gym Teacher
Ode To A Gym Teacher
Amid brassiere and derrière
She strives to put her clothes on.
Her panties there, stockings here
The rest of it, she throws on.
At the mirror, shining bright
She struggles with her powder.
She holds her place with main and might
As others try to crowd her.
How can she dress so nimbly
In but five minutes of an hour?
The question’s answered simply:
She did not take a shower.
Barbara Dickenson
August 1966
Written by
Richard Lamoureux
Categories:
childhood, desire, fear, giggle, growing up,
She Is Chiclet Perfection
There is nothing better than seeing that smile!
Her crinkled nose and effortless style
Chiclet perfect and care free
The best way to be
Angelic
She
With her clique
They just walk by me
It appears I'm hard to see
Still I choose to stick around a while
There is nothing better than seeing that smile!
A school boy's nightmare, occupying the space outside the friend zone.
For Andrea's new form contest.
A name for the form: Double Triangulation.
Written by
Elizabeth Smith
Categories:
funny, growing up, humor, irony, teenage, wisdom
Teenage Years
In a long ago day no term such as teenager
was inferred
Upon reaching pubescence adulthood was
conferred
No separate entity were teenage years
thought to be
Anymore than 20 or 30 even 93
The business of giving separate age a place
on life's map
Has turned out to be nothing but a load
of crap
"I'm a teenager" they will wail and whine
Implying "your life is less valuable than
mine"
"I'm your replacement" is what they're
trying to say
But they should at their feet what's crawling
on the floor
Their own replacements will be ready a couple
years or more
Written by
Robert Candler
Categories:
age, anxiety, celebrity, culture, giggle, growing up
Adolescent Lamentations
Headline: "Bieber jailed."
And you tell me there's a God?
I won't sleep. Will you?
Written by
Annie Lander
Categories:
dedication, depression, freedom, growing up, humorous, stress
He Was Both the Dope and the Hero
Doping confessing by Lance Armstrong
Why tell the truth, when a lie can set you free
The sympathy card, the court jester: with slumbering tears
The windows wipers wipe the milky tears from his eyes.
He compete, and achieves victory through deceit
Does a hero cheat, his way to victory?
A hero was never label a bully throughout history
Spiderman, superman , Robin Hood
heroes never confessed their sins
The incredible hulk did a powerful transformation
Restoring international credibility in prime time;
Time after time
A myth is a myth even in the past, present and future.
Written by
Misheel Chuluun
Categories:
childhood, family, funny, growing up, son,
Two Wailing Babies
So delicious my baby's right cheek
looked
to his brother
Of course he took a hard bite
on that
soft sweet sight
His cruel curiosity was confused,
amused
it's too easy to hurt
My baby threw a wail mile high
his brother
jumped...a fearful cry.
Written by
Robert Heemstra
Categories:
childhood, humorous, school,
Growing Up Catholic
life's many theories
may cause many worries
is there a god?
is it a fraud?
am I going to burn in hell?
since my chocolate bars won't sell
Written by
Michael Campbell
Categories:
children, dad, grandparents, growing up, humorous, love
Boys
Running
Leaping
Spinning
Crashing
Running, leaping, wild,
Like a blur, my spinning, crashing, child.
Written by
Gail Foster
Categories:
england, growing up, humor, senses, teenage, travel
Teen Spirit, a Tanka
smells like teen spirit
the impulse and ammonia
lynx and mary jane
heated hormone heavy air
fogs the windows of the bus
by gail
Written by
Jan Allison
Categories:
child, growing up, humorous,
How Could I Resist This Challenge
Little Susie had peed her new pants
Such an unfortunate circumstance
In front of her mother
She blushed a red colour …
then invented the wet knickers dance!
I used the poetry soup word generator and it came up with the word ‘urination’ … now how could I resist THAT challenge!!!
(In the UK pants and knickers are what are known as panties in the US)
26th January 2016
Written by
Patricia Lawton
Categories:
grandparents, growing up, humor, nostalgia,
Grandparents
Grandparents.
Many, many years ago
when grannies were little girls.
They had very long hair with polka-dot ribbons
entwined around their curls.
And granddads played with catapults and different
wooden toys.
They were full of mischief and curious little boys.
They learn to climb the tallest trees
and tease the little girls.
And pull their polka-dot ribbons out
and mess up all their curls.
Then they grew up and fell in-love
that's when their lives began to change.
They'd act daft with lovey stuff
which some girls found very strange.
Lives tapestry exchanges their struggles
to survive.
The best memories are those of my grandparents
and the changes in their lives.
Written by
Julie Grenness
Categories:
dad, family, father, giggle, growing up, river
My Father Used To Say
MY FATHER USED TO SAY.......
My father used to say...
"Don't come back if you drown!"
He often acted the clown...
My endearing mum used to say..
"They'll come home in time for tea,
Wait and see.."
My Father used to say...
"Kids come home when they're hungry!
Now don't come back if you drown...."
My Father was always playing the clown..
River of time, all water under the bridge,
Time and the river, flowing away.
Things my Father used to say.
Written by
Llayn Mays
Categories:
childhood, creation, dream, funny love, growing up, happy
Thrill of It
Play
Rarely
Goes without
Consequences
Laugh
Written by
David Sollis
Categories:
dog, kids, growing up, humorous, pets,
Dog
It
Bit!
[I wrote this one when I was a school boy - it's my stab at the shortest poem in the world ever]
Written by
Robert Heemstra
Categories:
childhood, growing up, humor,
A Child's Dilema
I asked Mom question
where does Double-U come from?
she said ask your dad
Written by
David Sollis
Categories:
growing up, homework, humorous, irony,
Exam Revision
A constant murmur,
with bickering voices
and occasional shriek of glee.
All when I'm trying to revise,
down in the library.
[written in 1988 - do they still have libraries in universities?]
Written by
Nikki Reynolds
Categories:
brother, friend, funny, growing up, kid, sister
Bad Kids
Little Joyce Ann and her friend Glenn
decided to play a trick one day
They took a rope and each grabbed an end,
then laid it across the alleyway
They hid in the bushes on each side
and waited for just the right time
One on the left and one on the right
waiting patiently for him to come by
Then came Little Johnny on his bike,
riding without a care
Right on time they snatched the rope tight
and flipped Little Johnny up in the air
Written by
John Williams
Categories:
children, funny,
Growing Up
I have a pup called Sheeba
And Muttley is her mate,
And when it comes to dinner time
My pups are never late.
They ate my Gargoyle Monster Set,
They ate my teddy-bear,
They ate my pet goanna,
They just didn't seem to care.
They ate my budgie Hercules,
They ate my mother's mat,
Now they waddle everywhere,
My pups are very fat.
-more poems like this can be found at:
kidscomedypoetry.com.au
Written by
Donald Reith
Categories:
angst, funny, growing up, parody, people, satire
Nike Sneakers
Stop Look Listen!
This Emergency is Dire
I've Perched myself on a Telephone Wire
Crowds have gathered below
I'm starting to Perspire
I do not want Money or to Be known as Sire
All I Ask to soothe my Psyche
Is a simple pair of sneakers with a swoosh
And the letters spelled N-I-K-E
Written by
Victoria Anderson-Throop
Categories:
funny, growing up, introspection, nature, philosophy, son
Sexy French Girls Encounter An American 15yr Old Boy
FRENCH GIRLS
in the eyes of an
innocent
15 yr American old boy
My son
Sweet naive
Raised in China
Where MTV and YOUTUBE are banned
Where no girl kisses
Until her university days end.
Raised in China
Where knees are covered--
Lips are sealed--
Where boys
Only dream
Of the wonders of Red sex.
My son
Said he loved Paris
For the Eiffel
For the Louvre
For the Seine
For the wine.
But I knew
He loved Paris
For the
Blackest panties
Barely hiding
Knowing smiles
Of
Short tight skirts.