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Poem Details | by Shane Cooper |
Categories: funny, husband, wife,

A Cooked Goose

When you come home late at night
Open the door and turn on the light
You had better be extremely quite
Or your goodly wife you may excite

And I'm sure she will not be polite
When she orders you out of her sight
There is no use trying to be contrite
The dog will have company overnight

Your goose is well and truly cooked alright

Poem Details | by William Robinson |
Categories: animals, funny, on work and working, people,

Silly Goose

A novice goose farmer named Sanders,
Once wrote for advice from Ann Landers.
He'd encountered a block
To increasing his flock:
He didn't know gooses from ganders.

Poem Details | by Gary Bechter |
Categories: funny

Roast Goose

Startled geese hiding,
Huddling in the dense brush
Roasted goose dinner...

Poem Details | by Jacquelyn Sturge |
Categories: funny, blue, boy,

Mother Goose' Little Boy Blue

They have poor Little Boy Blue tending sheep
That's why he got tired and fell asleep,
Other kids on the court
Shooting hoops playing sport,
He's scared of his dad and won't say a peep.

Well the cows went and eat up all the corn
And they want poor Boy Blue to blow his horn,
Why 'twas not a drum set
Or guitar, better yet,
The cows and the sheep to him would be drawn.

Didn't his parents know the Child Labor Laws
Or somebody forgot to read that clause
Protective Services
Should be called into this,
They should hire workers to meet that cause.

Poem Details | by John Williams |
Categories: animal, dog, children, funny,

The Goose and the Dog

A dog and a goose 
For some unknown reason,
Fell hopelessly in love
Last Spring season.

He serenaded her
With his barking voice,
She wobbled at the wings
With his barking choice.

Next he started plucking 
His country guitar,
He pawed out a tune,
She fell in love so far.

Then they sailed on 
A river boat cruise,
He howled at the moon,
Then sung her the blues.

Now both have returned
To their rustic farm,
Goose still swooning 
At his doggy charm.

They moved in together 
In a haystack barn,
He tends to sheep
While she knits their yarn.

Poem Details | by Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories: fantasy, first love, funny, funny love, longing, love, true love,

I Love My Goose

I love my goose
Some people love their wife 
Some people their dog
I hug my pillow
Maybe two

Poem Details | by Jacquelyn Sturge |
Categories: funny,

Mother Goose' Georgie Porgie

They called Georgie Porgie pudding and pie
Why'd they give that name to a little guy?
Georgie won't brush his teeth
And his breath smelled like feet,
That's why kissing the girls made them cry.

The name Georgie Porgie was not so hot
It's his parents who put him in this spot,
All his best friends are girls
He played with lace and pearls,
Every boy in town want to kick his butt.

So poor Georgie Porgie was on the run
To him kissing the girls was having fun,
That was until one day
A strange boy came to play,
Now Georgie's having fun with his new bun.

Poem Details | by Michael White |
Categories: funny

Mama Goose

Oh mother Hubbard went to the cub bard to fetch her dog a bone
but in 2008 if he had not ate P.E.T.A would picket her home

that old lady who lived in the shoe 
with all the kids knowing not what to do
she put in a paternity suit she should not have bothered
live on Maury " your are not the father"

mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow
he followed her to school one day for lunch they had gyros

three little kittens 
lost their mittens
and they began to cry

they crept in the store 
and stole some more
and now they are warm and dry

i just needed to type something to fu fill my obligation to my self to write 
something every day.

Poem Details | by Brian Eatherton |
Categories: funny

Boo Too a Goose

I once said 'Boo' to a goose,
And the bird cried 'BOO BOO' back.
You may thimk you're ready,
But you're never prepared for that.

Poem Details | by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: bird, humorous,

The Majestic Goose

A most majestic fowl is the goose!

     'Tis a thing of beauty in flight,

          As it wings in V-formation so tight!

               But, alas, its bowels are awfully loose!

Poem Details | by Alan Douglas |
Categories: animals, death, funny, history, nostalgia, war,

Goose Bumps


I'd thought I found eternal rest
cold hands folded, still, on my chest
but I hear echoes from the past
the trumpet's sound, fierce bugle blast

Coming alert, I look around
burst out laughing, see the sound
source - back to sleep with merry wave
at geese, goose-stepping on my grave ....

Alan McAlpine Douglas

Poem Details | by Doris Culverhouse |
Categories: funny, imagination,

Waking Up With a Goose and Dandelion Dust

My sight is blurry and in a hurry
Where is my underwear?
Have a pain in my drain, don't need to strain
Do I hear wind and rain?
My mouth feels like dandelion dust
Rinsing goose feathers or bust
Should I trust the starburst
Or just sit and curse or maybe worse?    

Contest: Boisterous comedy for John Freeman
Picture of a man with the morning blues, wild nonfocusing eyes, and dandelion, goose down or starburst in his hair!!

Poem Details | by Jan Allison |
Categories: bird, humorous,

Clucking Goose

I had a fat goose and she clucked Each time a soft feather got plucked The goose then got old And could not be sold So into my oven – you’re ‘cooked’! Thanks to Andrea Dietrich for her invaluable advice in helping me with the ending of the poem 04~25~17

Poem Details | by Brian Eatherton |
Categories: funny

Boo Too a Goose

I once said 'Boo' to a goose,
And the bird cried 'BOO BOO' back.
You may thimk you're ready,
But you're never prepared for that.

Poem Details | by Dave Vincent |
Categories: humorous,

Preparing a Goose

a goose in a trance plucking and stuffing easy eyes start watering

Poem Details | by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: funny

The Illiterate Goose

In the field across from me,
a sign as plain as it can be.
“Oats planted for the birds”, I read.
The flying geese pay it no heed,
and spying a stand of winter wheat
they settle on that crop to eat.
It’s testament to the absurd
a farmer puts up a sign for birds.

Poem Details | by Bill Lindsay |
Categories: funny,

Will It Cook My Goose

that our oven
button; it's probably
meant to be a STOP TIMER, 
but I daren't touch it - just in case

Poem Details | by Paul Curtis |
Categories: funny, holiday

Christmas Goose

At Christmas time
I do like a goose
It is my one weakness
And I offer no excuse

Though it does depend
Of course on the bird
To say any different
Would be quite absurd

The quality of goose
That you are executing
Is directly related
To the bird you are goosing

Poem Details | by Tom Bell |
Categories: adventure, education, funny, on writing and words, parody,

Mother Goose

Mother Goose, at the bar,
Downing pints and feeling the juice...
Had an urge, and cut one loose...
The fellow next to her fell off his stool
and looked the fool..
Everyone looked at him...
Thinking the misdeed,
Was made by this "dandy Jim"
Got back on his seat,
With a very sore caboose..
Got a whim,
And "goosed" Mother Goose..
Only a fool would antagonize her,
Mother Goose was a woman loose,
For a fool such as he,
she had no use...
And hauled off and decked this clown...
Making him the second man in Twinkle's Bar down...

Poem Details | by David Kavanagh |
Categories: allegory, allusion, business, humorous, loss,

Kill the Golden Goose

price of magic beans 
           came at a gigantic cost 
          where’s my goddamn axe

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: giggle, humorous, relationship,

Goose and Suess

Mother Goose
       met Dr. Suess

     Now that goose
       ~ is on the loose

Poem Details | by Eileen Clark |
Categories: bird, cute, food, funny, humor, poems, poetry,

Cooked Goose

You know the old saying your goose is cooked
Whenever I hear that I really get shooked
I hear there's some truth to that nasty old saying
I'm valuable because of the many eggs I keep laying

You have to learn how to run really fast
If you don't, how long will your life last
I've learned to do more then just waddle
You'd be smart to use me as a role model

Don't get caught walking around here alone
The inside of a kettle will be your next home
Keep your bill shut, don't utter a honk or quack
If you get noticed it may be your last act

Author Eileen Clark

Poem Details | by Sara Etgen-Baker |
Categories: bird, funny, humor,

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