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We boarded a flight to Hong Kong
Our pilot was called Sum Ting Wong
I’d a smile on my face
As his flying was ace -
His parents sure got his name wrong!
09 04 17
A good looking plumber named Marty Ridge,
Met the girl of his dreams near a pub fridge,
Even though very attracted to this plumber man,
Sue had to say no when asked for her hand,
She just couldn't be known as, Sue Ridge.
You stand on "Wounded Thunder's” hallowed ground.
He boomed such boastful tales that fearless chief!
There was no brave as clever to be found
until he met the source of all his grief.
There came a one who all his tricks would tell,
and this is where he made his greatest blunder.
The minx so bold who knew him all too well
he married, . . . . and her name was "Stealing Thunder."
funny, humorous, political,
This little poem is filled with swear names,
Swear names that are really quite lewd,
From Bummy McBumbum to Cocky McCock,
These names are really quite rude,
And if Ms Yucky Poobum offends you so much,
If it makes you want to go do a dump,
Remember there’s one name that’s worse than the lot,
And that is the President Trump.
Got married, my surname’s now Cotton,
Our baby’s name can’t be forgotten,
We called her ‘ Polly Esther’
(I’m considered a jester)
My family thought we were rotten!
JSLambert Mister ROBOTO
art, funny, happiness, inspirational, life, on work and working, passion, philosophy, school, teen, uplifting,
change my name
fairly often, I suppose
change my clothes
and Imma' damn gypsy, ya' see
keep it fresh ta' death
speck of blood
ketchup on my attire
got more rhymes
than I got grey hairs
that's an effing lot
because i got my share
hot-fire piece of passionate verse
rare to find
if only poets would
unleash the fury
on their mind...
I must say...
the etc. etc...
would be a less stinky place...
I'd keep my name, and sever ties with
and just go
Keith O.J. Hunt
humor, metaphor, romantic,
Her name was Chamomile.....
she filled my heart ablaze,
one lazy-October day,
batting those eyes ---
A poor, romantic little thing,
hopeless to begging love,
sick with gorgeous news ---
her hero (would he flew)
'ere her aching heart,
explode a thousand pleas
for her sensuous sylph-self
The men were dogs for her,
back in the day;
her hair smelled of Chamomile....
her eyes teased with Chamomile....
her lips, red and wanting,
her crimson-spiced kiss....
But she be only mine,
as she oozed down my throat....
There once was a man with the last name Butts
He really must have been nuts
When a son he did sire
This name he did conspire
Seymore was the name a decisive cut
Not an original idea...
art, career, change, future, humor, humorous, identity, image, international, me, mystery, poetess, rain, symbolism, words, writing,
So many amazing Artist ~
one would never complain
Just to be amongst all Soup
my name will never be plain
I love all indiscriminately
My friends you'll remain
Not to confuse or cause pain
for the reason lies not in Vain
From now on just call me
Shanity Rain ~
However my Children remind me , I'm Insane ~
' Shanity Rain my new Pen name '
funny, new year,
H e was always the saintly , quiet one
A and everyone knew his name .
P etula Francis Xaviar
P uts Johnny Cash's Sue to shame .
Y et , he always held his dignity
N o matter , who would provoke
E specially , his crazy sister
W alter Benedict , who he'd gladly choke .
Y es , it was time for big decisions
E specially for twenty ten
A nd sissy names , particularly , ain't for real men ;( so he is now )
R egina , Catie , Seanie , Carol Poetry , the Pen ..
Inspired for Carol's Happy New Year contest and "dared "to write and present this , by Catie .
There is a pub in the Midlands
Which goes by a fishy name.
Be careful what you say in there.
Or you won't be let in again.
It won't be swearing that'll get you barred
Or the starting of a fight
But suggestions to improve the beer.
Or compliments when it's right.
So when next in Leicester
Try a friendly pub instead
The place many recommend
Is the good old Kings Head.
The service conducted by the Reverend Bailey,
Irene Paula Lee married Jonathon Daley,
Now thee months since that day has passed,
Things going smoothly, nothing aghast,
Until a letter came addressed to, I. P. Daley
He worked for the wages of sin
knowing his chances were slim
surname of Lawless
tree on his shield crest
taut rope hanging over stout limb
John G. Lawless
submitted to – What’s in your name – poetry contest
sponsor – C.T.
Vanity…Thy Name Is Woman!
My house is on fire
What shall I do
I’ve seconds to decide
My choices are few
Shall I grab my money
My precious jewels
Or my brand new furry
This smoke is deadly
I can hardly breathe
I make a mental list
Of what to bequeath
But live or die
I’ll wear my designer dress
I’ve got to look great
For all the press!
Copyright2012 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)
For Kristen Bruni's Last Chance Poetry Contest
When it comes to name dropping, my lord!
You can’t go much higher than Gawd
Though I have to say
We don’t speak every day
He calls me when He’s feeling bored
allusion, devotion, feelings, for him, funny love, hero, longing,
HER NAME WAS LUNA
They nearly met when younger,
She met him on the 12th of never,
They grew old apart, whatever,
Ships in the night of stars,
Ever fond thoughts from afar,
She met him on the 12th of never,
Luna kept him young forever.
humorous, word play,
Randy likes all the girls
Curly Sue has lots of curls
Les just could not be much more
Mary's had husbands galore
Lief lives up in a tree
Rick has stacks of wood to see
Rock always lays on a hill
Woody loves a blue pill
Bob's up and down the street
Neil can't stand up on his feet
Taylor sews clothes all day
Doug makes holes for pay
Chance would bet his last quarter
Eileen has one leg shorter
What do they all have the same?
They all live up to their name!
I lie in bed dreaming sweet dreams
Smooth sheets caress my body
Curled up with the one I love
You gently call my name
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear
Singing me the sweetest song
I turn over and I reach out for you
Don’t you just hate it when the radio alarm clock goes off?
22nd August 2014
Richard Pickett's the name
and writings the game,
all my friends I sure love to raz,
But here on the soup, I'll give you the scoop,
I'm the guy, with the nickname , The Taz......
funny, imagination, people
Pickles dressed up in black eight inch heels
Tickles snuggled in flannel gown with toy eel
Pickles danced all night
To waning moonlight
Pickles home late tripped over eel took spill
Two brothers of stature and wit
A business to start, they'd commit.
The desire for fame
Was in their last name
Now Two-Morrows a work in profit!
Ima Risk a flim-flam man,
Was always looking for a scam,
Selling his useless diet pills
And passing phony money bills,
Until a judge incarcerated his can.
alternate last line: Until a judge incarcerated his can in the can.
Where is fat baby cupid?
I hope he knows I think Valentines day is stupid
Buying expensive gifts at Walmart
Overweight babies shooting love darts
Honestly the whole holiday is simply putrid
Now ever body knows
That a meal ate between
Breakfast and lunch is brunch
But can you name this meal
What do you call a meal
between lunch and dinner
What is its name do tell
Maybe lunner, or linner
What if you're country
They've dinner and supper
So what would they call it
Dupper maybe dipper
Now I'm a bit confused
After all I know not
What this meals name is called
Do you, what has been taught
Name that meal if you get a chance
Then tell me what it is called
For if this meal has no name
I would be so appalled
The contest prize is defective, you see
I won’t allow you to pay them with me
If I get a good place
I might give you some grace
But next time the prize 'Glory' isn't free !
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