Topic: Really stupid and silly or funny poems | |
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Edited by
Jeanniebean
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Fri 02/03/12 03:18 PM
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Here is my really stupid, silly or funny poems.
I'll begin with "I saw two Birds." I SAW TWO BIRDS I saw two birds today. A mother robin red breast bringing food to babies in their nest flying low, she fell not far from where I hit her with my car. The second I remember best. A baby bird had fallen from its nest, there on the sidewalk, laid to rest; Dead. I had accidently stepped upon its head. |
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My silly little poem...
Something sad but oh so true... You can't love all, all can't love you... As facts of life, it's nothing new... The world is huge, so don't be blue... Take the good, remember to... Flush the rest and muddle through... Smile, somebody love you!!!!! |
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The barber shaved the mason
And as I suppose Cut off his nose And put it in a basin. |
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Bang
Bang Bang Guns are noisy. So get some earmuffs. My dog eats lemons. |
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Bang Bang Bang Guns are noisy. So get some earmuffs. My dog eats lemons. |
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Birdie birdie in the sky
why'd you do that in my eye... I'm sure glad elephants can't fly. Morning Leigh |
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Birdie birdie in the sky why'd you do that in my eye... I'm sure glad elephants can't fly. Morning Leigh Mountain, mountain, mountain high... I'd climb to the top, but I can't fly... So why don't you on bended knee.. Pick me up and carry me.... |
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The sky is gray
i like to have my own way horses go nay that's all i have to say |
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This one is really gross.
I like to fart and pick my nose and dance around without clothes and scratch my pubic hair when no one else is there. |
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the sun is high
so am i I'll smoke ganja till the day i die |
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Roses are Green
Violets are Orange Only then did I SEE the reality.... A ambiguous realization, of a contemptuous world... Enslaved by a shattered kaleidoscope matrix... My perception a faith-ed artist, born color blind..... |
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The cow and the pig they ran away for the duck caught them kissing under the hay. :)
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Edited by
Up2Us
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Mon 02/06/12 10:46 PM
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Roadkill Snail.
On a Hot July day. Chemtrails of Salt. Blanked Blue Skies. Made, for One Bad Day. Run over by a distracted Blue Turtle of death.... Texting while on the Interstate.... Poor, Roadkill Snail. Forgot to Look Both Ways..... |
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Steak and eggs
Lamb and rice Burger and fries Pork chops and apple sauce If I eat meat I can't poo.. can you? Meat is yucky. |
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Hay is for horses
Grass is free Cows eat it Why can't we |
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Kitty kitty..
You look so pretty, come with me into the city. (I just made that up.) another one: My dog is barking he's such a pup I wish I knew how to make him shut up. |
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Conversations with myself
Beginning at the end, and ending at the Beginning Somewhere between, Here and There.... I find myself, loss within myself. Deja vu, being, the shadow of a paradox... |
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