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Tubby or not tubby
fat is the question!
21st November 2014
fairy, fantasy, fun, funny, humor, humorous,
Pumpkin turns carriage
Prince offers marriage
The Elves and the Shoemaker
Business lacks clout
Shorties help out
Scaling her tresses
Young prince impresses
The Three Little Pigs
Wolfie wants bacon
Brickwork frustrates him
Puss in Boots
Smooth talking feline
Princess makes beeline
Hundred year nap
Ended by chap
Beauty and the Beast
Loving what’s ugly
Renders it lovely
Hansel and Gretel
Candy trap foiled
Witchy gets boiled
14 September 2018
Written for Six-Word Couplet Series Contest
Hosted by Mark Toney
What underhanded monkey business
razzle-dazzle bull is this?
Whose double-crossing, flimflam scam,
debauchery or hocus sham
is wheeling dealing in romance,
putting lovers in a trance?
Antics, capers or witch's brew,
enchanting hymns or shaman's stew,
whose quackery or voodoo drink
made Casanova stop and think
and turned the ancient lovers cold;
poor Romeo and nymphs of old?
Perhaps black magic's potent gel,
or craftiness or wicked spell,
a clever con or master hoax,
or just some trickster playing jokes.
Whatever ruse that works the arts,
mumbo jumbo seduces hearts!
humor, humorous, poets,
Will poems to my dull senses rise,
In plainer garb, or apt disguise?
Can turn of phrase else serve an end,
To vanquish foes or win a friend?
What ardor gains a rhyme’s release,
To grant me treasured moment’s peace?
Or is it merely hubris’ child,
That lets me dream I’m Oscar Wilde!
2nd Place, Best Poetic Form, Poet Destroyer A
Oh laundry, how relentless you are in this house,
It’s as if I were a polygamist’s spouse.
By: Sabina Nicole
for her, humorous,
She went into the closet one day
But what a high price she did pay
Her hubby he wanted a cuddle
But this act soon burst their bubble
The door of the closet shut fast
His ardour was a thing of the past
Their claustrophobia was getting worse
So Andrea checked in her old purse
She found an old credit card
Joe picked the lock, which was hard
After 20 minutes they were free
The relief on their face plain to see
Take heed - next time you are after a ‘screw’
Make sure the door doesn’t close on you!
Written after reading her blog and posted with permission from Andrea Dietrich
20th February 2015
You were always close by when I needed you so
I’m really sorry but I have to let you go
You were always there to comfort me
But I don’t need you in my life anymore
I held you so gently in my hands
You were always there to wipe away my tears
Sorry I’ve got to drop you so suddenly
You were always there for me in my hour of need
Guess I’m going to have to put my tissue in the bin
21st November 2014
america, anti bullying, art, discrimination, forgiveness, humanity, humorous,
Walking on lily pads
Sinking within illusions
Snow drops bloom
Wisdom is waking
We all seek to be one
Destiny sometimes makes us number two
Quite the topic to contemplate
As I wander off to the loo
As they say a pence for your thoughts
Amazing how see end up right where they belong!
From Life of Cat
From life of a cat what can we learn?
Never have seen one wearing a sunburn
Our cat we do have that does exist
Seems to think he is a ventriloquist.
Took meow test and great grade he made;
To write poems even tried to persuade
Sweet and low chariot was met by a meow
And what I am about to learn no one knew.
In our house, cat has a humble place to live
Sufficient food and water to him, we will give
But when he wants to eat by himself alone
He likes ice cream served on a crunchy cone.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
So where is the cat poem contest at?
on strawberry blondes
from the dusk
till the dawn,
Sleeping in corners
where ever they fall,
I contemplated a suitable description
To sum up my life. A truthful depiction
I considered a title for a romantic comedy
But I gave up romance, in exchange for monogamy
Humor is a product of my relentless misfortunes
I’m trapped in a recurrence of Monday mornings
In a permanent cloud. I’ll never get out
Indefinitely waiting on flowers to sprout
I realized my title should be gloomy and grey
I went with the name, Rainy Mondays
friend, humorous, poetess,
Sometimes I feel like a hunk of Limburger cheese!
Poets pass my poetry as if it had the great aroma
of unwashed toes and knees.
These poets are the ones who pretend to be my
But off in the distance, they live in Big Ego City,
just beyond the bend.
They avoid better poets than I,and tis no surprise!
Prancing about the soup with guile and smiling disguise!
So,it's a damaging, unkind game they play.
My peace...is knowing Karma is coming their way.
January 3, 2020
11:45 pm PST
Imagine life without a war,
And just a hockey game to score,
When countries start to point the blame,
They take it out in a hockey game.
If someone threatens our coastline,
We face-off on the centre-line,
A slap-shot and a body-check,
By the hockey team from old Quebec.
We'd never need a military,
A hockey team is much more scary,
Instead of running all amuck,
The one who wins, controls the puck.
The winner of this hockey war,
Would best be known as "Hockey Corps",
We'd celebrate a "Hockey Hour",
With Canada, the World Power.
betrayal, friend, humorous, rap,
Who else, if not a friend,
turns up to rap and rend?
She may be shaped like an apple or a pear
But this query may be asked in the world out there
It’s not a question you can easily dismiss …
Tell me does my bum look big in this?
She smiles sweetly and awaits your reply…
Tell me guys are you honest – or would you lie!
24th January 2015
Rudolph paled because his nose turned brown
He couldn’t smile so he wore a frown
Santa wiped a tear from the reindeer’s eye
He hated to see poor Rudolph cry
Santa sprinkled on some Christmas dust
The nose is now red not a dark shade of rust
So look out of your window on Christmas night
You will see Rudolph’s red nose shining bright
6th December 2014
Welcome to our ‘British’ summer
It’s raining again – oh what a bummer
Clear blue skies have turned to grey
Think it’s time for a foreign holiday!
17th April 2015
food, humorous, insect,
Hey! Get lost wasp you are a pesky swine
This cherry ice cream is mine ALL mine
You buzz around and make my life hell
Look - this ice cream is for ME it tastes so swell
I need to cool down, gee here it’s really hot
So buzz off pesky wasp or you I will swat
1st November 2014
allegory, funny, lost love, heart, heart,
Once upon a happenstance
I gazed, a look, and paused in trance
To dream upon a crystal palace
Her heart aglee and form to chalice
With towers true and field in view
I set a course to give tongue to
I crossed the field - anxiety smote
And walked upon this palace mote
Yet, as I firmed, my heart to pour
She drew the bridge and bolted door
humorous, time, travel,
A terrible storm in wait
Caught by a laughing flood
While his beard grows
Several laborious hours
For the animals a floating rescue
A journey to a new adventure
Take your time
Time measured, analyzed and split
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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clothes, humorous, weather,
The north wind is blowing and it’s turning cold
I’m feeling quite chilly I guess I’m getting old
I’ve finally dug out my sexy thermal vest
It’s snug and warm and covers my hairy chest
It’s silky and soft and causes no ripples
Hides my boobies and covers my nipples
15th October 2014
Which came first the chicken or the egg...
Personally I think it may have been the ****
28th November 2014
Yesterday my day was bad, in fact it was really crappy
Found seagull poop on my car- why can’t they wear a nappy
I also have an issue with a local dog
Went out for a walk and stepped on a dog’ log’
I suppose I should be grateful an elephant can’t fly
Just think if it’s poop hit you in the eye
I am fed up of clearing up animal poop
I had to share my thoughts with you on poetry soup
17th March 2015
I googled and really did find dog nappies!
humorous, me, poetry,
I’ve renewed my poetic licence
Just hope it won’t ever expire
Poetry has become a bit of an addiction
My words can be fact or they could be fiction
But I plan to keep on writing quite a bit
Even if you think my poems are a heap of rubbish!*
* Can't think of a suitable rhyming word :-)
4th January 2016
halloween, humorous, political,
Folks held a contest to carve a pumpkin
The winner was this one of Donald Trumpkin
He claims he will make Halloween great again
When he makes a mess you know who to blame!
MAY GOD BLESS AMERICA – SHE NEEDS ALL THE HELP SHE CAN GET THIS ELECTION TIME.
Many thanks again to Mama Bear for sending me this funny picture which inspired the poem.