Humorous and funny March poems and/or funny poems about March. Read, share, and enjoy these hilarious March funny poems!
Written by
Rico Leffanta
Categories:
humor,
Mar-A-Lago Poker
The wife took a job that pays pretty fair
Combing out daylight from Trump's orange hair
Displaying his lust
Trump stares at her bust
Confirming an Ace can not beat a pair!
Written by
Rico Leffanta
Categories:
humor,
Mar-A-Nada
A chocolate split with banana
Amuses the girls in Havana
A little ice cream
Does soothe self-esteem
When missionaries shout, "Hose Anna!"
Written by
Rico Leffanta
Categories:
cat, humor, word play,
Mar a Logo
A young girl who lost her knickers
Grew tired of hearing the snickers
"Well, urine luck!"
Cried Donald, "Duck!
I have Hello Kitty stickers!"
Written by
X F Lacasse
Categories:
corruption, drug, giggle, humor, parody, religion, satire,
Pickle - Mar 19
Pow! the pale powder pumps power into
The pastor’s panicked pulse. Peeing his pants,
He pulls his parcel and pitter-patters
To the piss-pot, paying his penile penance.
Written by
X F Lacasse
Categories:
business, fun, funny, humor, humorous, silly,
Shipped - Mar 8
Where went my package, ordered long ago?
The app displays delivered, but no proof waits
At the door, nor at the store—no box, no crates,
Whereto my package? I simply don’t know…
Was it stolen, picked up by some joe schmo?
Or lost in transit, misplaced, dropped, as fate’s
Great comedy, with mischievous whim dictates?
Whereto my package? I really don’t know…
This stupid app is just no help, I swear,
The tracking code is gone, the “Contact us”
Is missing, or hiding in some strange place,
Tucked away from consumers unaware.
Oh! and to what end, all this tedious fuss?
Where is my package? There’s not a damn trace…
Written by
X F Lacasse
Categories:
dedication, funny, humor, language, metaphor, poems, poetry,
Prisoner of Poetry - Mar 22
My bars the words, the prison guard my verse,
Rattling the staves of this poetic cell,
I struggle vainly, locked up in this jail.
Yea, thus is my predicament, my curse.
Oh, how jealously, you smirking blank verse,
I look upon what freedom guides your quill;
For formal phrasing does of me compel
Stubborn structures—the styles which I rehearse.
But, boldy bumbling, art is now arising!
Walls becoming my score, and tallies tones, ?Confined to meter, bound by rigid rhyme,
I yet find measures full of surprising
Motifs. The modern poet at sonnets groans,
But I, I do believe they’re quite sublime.
Written by
Rico Leffanta
Categories:
humor,
Sabbath Lie Mar-A-Lago Chapel
When the wife bent over downtown
It caused all of the nuns to frown
For - to their dismay -
Right there on display
Was alms for the poor upside-down!
Written by
X F Lacasse
Categories:
death, humor, humorous,
Dear Death - Mar 5
A dumb deer died in that damn ditch today.
Daring, no doubt, but didn’t dodge the diesel
Doom dashing down the dune. The dimwit did
Duck, but the damage done was a deadly deal.
Written by
X F Lacasse
Categories:
age, death, feelings, grandfather, grave, humor, life,
Gradual Grief - Mar 30
?A grumpy grandpa (from Greece), gruff and gray,
is grazing on a grain of grass, graceful.
He’s grumbling that the grim grave is growing
greater and greedily greeting his grasp.
Written by
X F Lacasse
Categories:
conflict, fun, hate, humor, jealousy, nonsense, people,
Blubber - Mar 8
Blaggard blaming the blond bloke for his blight:
Blablabla, bluster and bleat, blathering
Blob, your blue blood bleeds blotches on a black
Blossom. Blaspheme, blabber—I blast your bluff.
Written by
X F Lacasse
Categories:
drug, fun, humor,
Contact - Mar 1
The cult of chemical’s kitchen counter
Is covered in coptic cants, cures and curses.
It’s a case of cuckoos cooking karma
In a capsule of cold, carnal candy.