Only Funny Poems

I have a fly
shes so shy
i dont like to see her cry
but she cant fly
so she has to slide trough a pineapple pie.

Written/Submitted by Lola.

Just one of those things that popped into my head after a day on messenger… lol.

I’m sorry.
I think you’re mistaken.
You’re male.
I’m female.
But I don’t like men.
I just don’t.
Yep, that’s right.
I love women.
Just like you!
You messaged me.
I think you had the wrong idea.
You think I’d be interested in you.
Nope.
Sorry.
I’m with a girl.
But if you want to talk about women,
Sure! I’ll chat!
Just don’t get the idea you have a chance.
Because you’re male.
And that just doesn’t happen.
I’m sorry.
But I’m really not.

Written/Submitted by Endless.

The darkness has come
The light is some
The forest is dark
The scary dogs bark
I want to run from here
Due to the haunted sounds I hear
The birds are sad
Which makes me mad
Please find a way
For me to run away.

Written/Submitted by Aravind S. Nair.

Wigs and costumes,
Candy to eat,
Door to door,
For trick or treat,

Laugh and giggle,
At everything you see,
Even cross dressers,
When they try to be,

We have thugs and gangsters,
Of uncommon wealth,
Showing off blingage,
This is bad for their health,

We have singers and dancers,
And a t.v. show host,
And the awesome head bangers,
Who everyone likes the most,

We have killers and thieves,
The dying and undead,
Even weird and goofy people,
Whose name is Fred,

We have Elvis and Palin,
Witches and scarecrows,
And grumpier old men,
With warts on their nose,

We have twisted Olympics,
Of every evil deed,
We can egg vehicles,
At an unbelievable speed,

We toilet paper houses,
Screaming on bye,
We wait till dark,
So there’s no light in the sky,

We watch what we do,
Not everything is bad,
We find ways to cheer up,
Even when we’re sad,

Man it stinks to get caught,
Cause its sooo much fun,
Gosh we got pulled over,
My Halloween is done.

Written/Submitted by Curtis Miller.

Mum you’ve always been there for me
Through the bad times and the good
If you ever told me to do something
I never would
It’s not my fault really
I guess it’s what teenagers do
But in my heart there will always be a place For You

Written/Submitted by Josh Morter.

I feel the shots taken
all the paint wasted
all the money spent
the dodging continues
you see people get hit.

The bruises and bumps you get
when the paint splatters
nothing really matters
you feel trapped
whats going through your head?

you see snipers with scopes
are you gonna get hit
might as well go prone
duck in the snake pits
but you get hit in the leg

its only you alone
verse 6 guys
what do you do?
you just sit and watch until they come
what do you know, you shoot a guy..

Written/Submitted by Brandon Jakob.

The sun is like your face
but its not a disgrace
so many people look up to it
and then they change their ways
and got eat macas with surprise
how many times did you see that sun
omg its an ugly one..

Written/Submitted by chloe whittington.

There was an Old Person of Tring,
Who embellished his nose with a ring;
He gazed at the moon,
Every evening in June,
That ecstatic Old Person of Tring.

Written/Submitted by Edward Lear.

I hide in the shadows in day,
and come out at night
to stalk my prey .
i’m am inubis god of death
and you are my slave.

Written/Submitted by jonah beer.

I drove my car
down the tar
to the bar

I walking in
put my car in the bin

As i sat down
i looked outside to the town

I saw in the bar
A lot of sheep
The sheep went baa
and high in the air i’d leap

Poor Mr Sar
The sheep drove him crazy
Though he was lazy.

As the sheep went BAA BAA
I went LAA LAA
It was a long song

As an hour went past
On my arm was a cast
From the evil sheep
Though now they were asleep

They drank too much beer
I was in the clear
But poor Mr Sar
He still was crazy
Though the nice sheep gave him a daisy.

I drove my car
down the tar
But not o the bar
But home.

To end this poem
The sheep were the new owners of the bar.

This poem was written/submitted by kelly neuendorf.