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Poem Details | by
Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
humorous,
A young fellow in our neighborhood
ran around claiming, “I’m Robin Hood.
When we rob from the rich,
our positions we’ll switch.”
Well, of course, he was up to no good.
Some delinquents soon followed his lead.
They were merry men. Merry indeed!
After each nightly raid,
in the camp they had made,
they’d get high on their exploits and weed!
Jan. 30, 2019 for Joseph May's Limerick 3 Poetry Contest
Poem Details | by
Geoffrey Brewer |
Categories:
humor,
Robin Hood and merry men took great delights
In protection of the peasants and their rights
But what really gave them pleasure
And which emphasised their measure
Was cavorting through the forest wearing tights
31 January 2019
Poem Details | by
Kim Merryman |
Categories:
humorous,
Robin Hood
Did what he could.
He provided for the poor and needy,
By stealing from the rich and greedy.
5/23/14
For Andrea's Clerihew contest
Poem Details | by
Volodymyr Knyr |
Categories:
hero, history, humor, humorous, identity, men,
If you are robin, you are good.
If even you are Hood.
Volodymyr Knyr
2014
Poem Details | by
Julie Grenness |
Categories:
allusion, desire, funny,
Let's look at this tale of Robin Hood,
He was far away, being way too good,
Rob the rich, give to the poor,
Maid Marian left open her door,
She was feeling way too generous,
Got it on with little John, no fuss,
Far away was Robin Hood,
Really, he was much too good,
Then in came Friar Tuck,
In with Maid Marian he snuck,
Then they both got it on,
With hyperactive Little John,
Yes, Maid Marian was benevolent,
They, indeed, knew what that meant,
Thus, this twisted tale of Robin Hood,
John, Tuck, and no Robin Hood the good!
Poem Details | by
Pat Adams |
Categories:
confusion, humorous, imagery, natural disasters,
Deep in the Oklahoma woods
On an oil rig we couldn't foresee
Something not dropped in the snow
Could be disastrous to a degree
A guy I'll call "new guy", came in
He'd done a "Number two" outside
Thankful to get out of the cold but
With an odor not to be denied
Somebody asked,"What's that smell!"
What then ensued was quite an uproar
Ending with new guy shouting, "Oh no!"
And quickly bolting out the door
Here's the moral of the story
I'll tell you what it's all about
When you pull down hooded coveralls
Never leave the hood sticking out!
Poem Details | by
Keith Bickerstaffe |
Categories:
humor,
She dallied by the garden gate
and wondered if she should
continue on her journey or
return to get her hood.
The excursion to grandma's house
without proper protection
could cause a potpourri of woes,
a cold or an infection.
Little did she know how much
her hood kept her defended,
without it she was at a loss,
her life could well be ended.
The big bad wolf came out in force
and caused a chain reaction,
But with the headgear now intact
she dodged the interaction!
Poem Details | by
Barbara Gorelick |
Categories:
funny,
The common folk loved their hero Robin Hood
Who lived with his band deep in the mysterious wood
He took from the rich and gave to the poor
Needless to say, it made the sheriff pretty darned sore..
Poem Details | by
Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories:
funny,
walking along
the forest floor
into the woods
to find real Robin Hoods
with their bows in hand
and alms for the poor
backed up
by their yea saying merry band
the light comes true
between the rows of trees
only to expose
their padded knees
in the very very back
with coin in a sack
stand the three Mouseketeers
with a man being tortured on a rack
screaming one for all and all for one
while the merry band plays
loved Disney chants
and the Robin Hoods
zip up their pants
Poem Details | by
Deborah Burch |
Categories:
humor,
Robin Hood
Rich should
Be good
deborah burch©11.21.17
Poem Details | by
Kathy Littrell |
Categories:
funny, people, social,
Robin Hood once took a chance
On teaching his merry men to dance
He taught them to cha cha
The young maidens went gaga
To see the dashing thieves in tight pants
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
humor, word play,
Don Ho was always in trouble
For blowing a tiny bubble
When Ida was born
His cheeks went unshorn
The egg on his face was stubble