Humorous and funny Vogon poems and/or funny poems about Vogon. Read, share, and enjoy these hilarious Vogon funny poems!
Written by
Kim Rodrigues
Categories:
humor,
Christmas Cataclysm
Christmas day on planet E
each pine tree
deliciously planted
uprooted
the sky is tinsillated, stars replaced by screwy bulbs
and to top it all off – mind you, like a cherry on top
a fat man in a red suit is flying through outer space
a U N I V E R S A L catastrophe
Written by
Evelyn Judy Buehler
Categories:
dark, fantasy, fear, fun, funny, hilarious, nonsense,
Beware
The rimpledeeduggs klacklety splatt britly floaming,
Ere flamping drakkurz snazzle at elvitty gloaming;
Yon jamweezy wudderslimps gamwracks smotly crawling,
Hoytaling pagartrimps flotlessly wrothful in bawling!
Beete stell ere yethle flagorns craithen yere eise,
Ort smoothle yourn mithredoons bakk toon codry skize;
Bodryluntz quidups moost stupuddle cudgely pierdax,
And zakkertic flibboots wraithling in yert tardly tracks!
Written by
Daver Austin
Categories:
humor,
News Flash
NEWS FLASH
get a load of this
utah backward is a sneeze
forgive me utes, please
Dave Austin
Written by
Mohan Chutani
Categories:
funny,
Blackhole
O dubious malicious horribilus
cunnigfilux goodfornothingfilux nillux;
go to hellishbellish boomboodydoomland.
Mean notsoclean bullfart smellitnot
go punking dunking blunking monkeying
jumpingjack bigfat*** fullofmethanegas
evilus spiritus devious mischievous
coronavirus getitis gastritis meningitis,
run out helter skelter to wither thither
into a zypher cypher blither blackhole.
27.5.2020
Written by
L Milton Hankins
Categories:
humor, humorous, nonsense, poetry,
The Krutsinger Challenge
Consluggerdy me Krutsinger exkackled
De fognatterity soe noisis disfractled,
De phleganotchel ripsodis me impractid
Sos see Caren me pitchel me shellack ed.
written June 15, 2021
dedicated to Caren Krutsinger
Written by
Charles Messina
Categories:
humorous,
Lefic Digem
On a dark blickety night, when blukeness fell dim...
the Long-Haired Fraccet crawled 'neath a jaragula,
only to find that his solitude be disturbed by the nuisance of a raxxerbe.
Annoyed by his conderkful schwaggletine, he chulted through the Grenshew Ferbaan to seek vengeance. Torigid Fragues demolished his thoughts as he was cornfenced to return to his jaragula.
The moral of the story...
Never sleep 'neath the moon...when a Cardelium Octshubis Long-Haired Fraccet meets up with a raxxerbe...in the blickets of a dark night!
Written by
L Milton Hankins
Categories:
desire, friendship, humor, loss,
Mft Dear Freinde
Mft dear freinde fraddledert
Wheend mft thnkeded ursted yewt,
Mft harte is sdanmiftte that yew arst gwond
For mft long to see mfte fraddedert tronca more,
Mft dear freinde oterrbkkt to mfttet.
written October 11, 2021
[For a full definition of Vogon,
see "Types of Poetry," please.]
Written by
Edward Ibeh
Categories:
confusion, humor, nonsense,
A Curious Drunk
A drunk has a question
for the bartender
"Hey!! Whazzup mah man!?
Fill dat to da brim, will ya?
And Oh, have you been so drunk out of yo
medulla oblongata ya blurted out
stuff ya thought were weird
like blaqbovyitch!! and yestrusri!!
to someone you were talking to
but they weren't weird after all
but then ya go and make it
weird by tryna make sense,
when ya made sense
in da first place;confusing the hell
outta yoself, like huh?
wondering "blacka blacka Whoa?"
and dat dude and dat moment
got really weird, real fast?
Neither have I. You? Is dat true?"
Bartender: Huh? That's it. No more drinks for you. I'm calling you a cab.
Date written: 05/31/2020
Written by
Jesse Rowe
Categories:
humor,
The Quindersnap
Into the posturnious zelbinger leapt the gryllous quindersnap.
Without the erstwhile zillip how it gubblprumed.
Gubblprume quindersnap!
Gubblprume forinfinitever in splarchlike encumberance.
And thusways we prayt the quindersnap farewell.
Again.
Written for the Quoopisk Poetry Contest
In the poetic stylings of the Vogon
Written by
Blake Bourland
Categories:
allegory, horror, humor, satire, work,
Overrated virtues of cleaning
Organ-ize it
like some sort of sick
symphony
I suppose
though the latter half of my A&P
studies
suggest otherwise
working together in harmony
a kind of homeostasis, (it makes me
shudder to think of any living space being like that)
organ...ized
like fossilized something that sets out a course to
take place over eons of time
that no one small
frail human could ever understand
much less scratch with tiny hands
at the surface of..
it just feels so cold, so
desolate,
but despite all this languid poetry
and verse
the room still has to get cleaned