Humor Poems
Now you ask who can I be? A riddle
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Some say I'm soulful,
Others the Devils tool,
One minute I might find you doleful,
The other acting quite the fool.
Yet that's patently unfair,
One aspect that I can't abide,
For I'm as pure as the morning air,
A child of the gentle ocean tide.
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The Stooge and the Vixen in Trumps own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Bragg's just an ass, a poor leftist stooge
Bought for in full by the Soros machine,
Why target me when he knows he will loose
His obvious intentions malicious and mean.
As to that Stormy, a vixen indeed,
She's now named me ‘Tiny’ can't clearly be true,
Her one claim to fame fueled by greed
The day I first met her is the day I now rue.
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The Nursing Home
by E. M. Schorb
There are more women than
men in the nursing home and
more men than old doctors.
Staff doctors visit once a
month. The few old men do
very little but sleep. Two
or three of them occasionally
gather outside in clear
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Shakespeare's Ghost - A Parody
by Friedrich Schiller
I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,--
Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be seen.
Round him were heard, like the screaming of birds,
the screams of tragedians,
And, with the baying of dogs, barked dramaturgists around.
There stood the giant in all his terrors; his bow was extended,
And the bolt, fixed on the string, steadily aimed at the heart.
"What still hardier action, unhappy one, dost thou now venture,
Thus to descend to the grave of the departed souls here?"--
"'Tis to see Tiresias I come, to ask of the prophet
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McGonagall's Write (a poem in the style of William McGonagall)
by Merv Graham
Oh, gather 'round and lend an ear,
For I've a tale to tell, I fear,
Of blunders bold and mishaps grand,
In verse, I'll weave them with my hand.
Once in a village, quaint and small,
There lived a lad, not small but tall,
With knobbly knees and a crooked grin,
He often found himself in a spin.
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Now you ask who can I be? A riddle
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Some say I'm soulful,
Others the Devils tool,
One minute I might find you doleful,
The other acting quite the fool.
Yet that's patently unfair,
One aspect that I can't abide,
For I'm as pure as the morning air,
A child of the gentle ocean tide.
......
What am I?
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
What am I?
I’m great fun and sometimes crazy,
Loud or soft with moods quite hazy,
Full of love, sorrow, unrequited loss,
One minute happy another sullen, cross.
I see the world in shades of neon gray,
Rarely do I care or anyone obey,
My vibes are epic, they constantly perplex,
Full of contradictions, invariably complex.
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McGonagall's Write (a poem in the style of William McGonagall)
by Merv Graham
Oh, gather 'round and lend an ear,
For I've a tale to tell, I fear,
Of blunders bold and mishaps grand,
In verse, I'll weave them with my hand.
Once in a village, quaint and small,
There lived a lad, not small but tall,
With knobbly knees and a crooked grin,
He often found himself in a spin.
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I've got Joe in hand - in Terry Fators voice
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
I have a plan
Yes it may be unconventional,
But as a fan
I assure you its success will be intentional.
Most of you may know me
My talent feted shore to shore,
With puppets real as all can see
Talking, singing and much more.
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Double Limericks and Double Dactyls
by Michael R. Burch
This page contains double limericks, a rare triple limerick, and a new version of the double dactyl that I invented, called the "dabble dactyl."
The Platypus: a Double Limerick
by Michael R. Burch
The platypus, myopic,
is ungainly, not erotic.
His feet for bed
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