Humorous and funny Nun poems and/or funny poems about Nun. Read, share, and enjoy these hilarious Nun funny poems!
Written by
Panagiota Romios
Categories:
allusion, humor,
She Wanted To Be a Nun
SHE WANTED TO BE A NUN
After graduating from eighth grade,
She wanted to be part of the novitiate,
of the Holy Sisters of Nazareth.
Dad put his foot down loud and hard.
How she went from that, to nurse,to
teacher ,to comedian and bellydancer?
Are eternal questions to which she just
cannot find any answers!
Who knows what her zany future may
bring?
A palace, a Mercedes? Better yet.
perchance a loving, handsome king?
She has no unicorns of fairies dancing
in her house.
They are all on vacation now~so the
poet's only companion is a cheese-loving,
visiting field mouse!
November 15, 2019
Written by
Cecilia Macfarlane
Categories:
friendship, funny, halloween,
Sexy Nun
Sister, sister sitting there so sweet
Looking so virtuous, acting discreet.
Any male would eagerly bow at your feet
You have no idea of your allure, you're without conceit
Are you offering up a trick or a treat?
Only then will this Halloween finally be complete
Ready your answers to God when you do meet
For nuns of your stature are becoming obsolete!
For my girlfriend who dressed up as a sexy nun.
Written by
Ralph Taylor
Categories:
funny,
And Then There Was Nun
A young Monk was feeling inferior,
and so with a motive ulterior,
the Monk and a Nun,
did what they shouldna done
and it made her a "Mother Superior"!
Written by
Terry O'Leary
Categories:
funny,
There Once Was a Nun
There once was a Nun and a Druid
Exchanging some bodily fluid,
When along strode the Father
Who heard all the bother,
Lost stickum while coming unglu..ed.
Written by
Nick Bagnall
Categories:
funny,
The Lonely Nun
Missed her
Sister
Written by
Randy Johnson
Categories:
funny, humor, humorous, nonsense,
I Sued Because I Couldn'T Be a Nun
Everybody is shocked by my lawsuit and because I won.
I sued a Convent because they wouldn't let me be a Nun.
They said that I couldn't be a Nun because I'm a man.
I kept begging to be a Nun so much that I was banned.
When they rejected me, it really hurt my feelings and one of my problems is my vanity.
A Funny Farm put me in a straight jacket because they said that I suffer from insanity.
I was told that I can only be a Priest or a Monk.
It was sexual discrimination and it really stunk.
I'll be wealthy when the Convent pays me.
Why does everybody keep calling me crazy?
(This is a fictional poem)
Written by
Randy Johnson
Categories:
flying, funny, humor, parody,
The Flying Nun Flies No More
Last week was the Flying Nun's last flight.
Last week she flew to an amazing height.
She flew into outer space and collided with the Sun.
It was the worst case of sunburn, she was well done.
She only weighed 90 pounds and she could fly because she was so thin.
But when we look up in the sky, we won't see Sister Bertrille ever again.
If she had survived, she would've screamed "Ouch!" because she would've been so sore.
The Flying Nun flew but she flies no more.
(This poem is a parody of the TV show.)
Written by
Sotto Poet
Categories:
car, humor,
The Nun and The Racecar
Written: May 13, 2024 For: Palindrome Limerick Poetry Contest Sponsor: Joseph May
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At noon, the civic-level racecar,
was deified by the crowd from afar
but a kayak deed,
made the crowd did heed,
as they monitor a rotator star!
the nun with bird rib in her hand,
At noon she worries of grim land
But the tenet she knew
Was always to bib true,
And refer to the drab as grand!
Written by
Chetta Achara
Categories:
humor,
The Nun and The Dog Palindrome Limerick
The lady was quite civic minded,
as a nun she always presided
midnight to noon on the harp
until her old dog did bark
Mum I fear your tune is one-sided!
The dog said must I refer you to this,
the deed you long ago signed with a kiss
and a pip on the head,
a tenet until dead,
my howls deified along with your riffs.
Written by
Rio Jansen
Categories:
devotion, food, friendship, giving, humor,
A nun drove over a rabbit
A nun drove over a rabbit.
She said to herself, "Yikes! This is becoming a habit.
Like, last week it was four.
And this week, already one more.
But, hey! Makes for plenty of stew for the abbot.”
At Easter dinner, she said, "You know what, honey?
Your verses ain't all that funny.”
I said, "If you ask me,
I tend to agree.
So, what do want? The leg or the thigh of this bunny?"