Comedy?

Caution - not for the squeamish

I don't feel so good......


There are many things that you can call
the moment that you lose it all.

Meet my good friends Ralph and Earl.
Pavement pizza or take Hughie for a whirl.
Blowing pretty chunks with a technicolour yawn.
Back-up chip special or colouring the dawn.
Recycled brown bag involuntary spill.
Organ recital, or feeling really ill,
do the Jersey yodel or the liquid laugh.
Heave, hawk, spew, honk, sprout or barf,
kiss the can or yawn for the hearing impaired.
Get a refund on your lunch or decorate your beard.
Call the moose or spew snacks then make a visible burp,
taste lunch twice, drive the porcelain bus with Wyatt Earp.
Make an offer to The Porcelain God or psychedelic spit,
whistling beef projectile-style or pop a gastric zit.
 
I don't feel so good......


There are many things that you can call
the moment that you lose it all.

Meet my good friends Ralph and Earl.
Pavement pizza or take Hughie for a whirl.
Blowing pretty chunks with a technicolour yawn.
Back-up chip special or colouring the dawn.
Recycled brown bag involuntary spill.
Organ recital, or feeling really ill,
do the Jersey yodel or the liquid laugh.
Heave, hawk, spew, honk, sprout or barf,
kiss the can or yawn for the hearing impaired.
Get a refund on your lunch or decorate your beard.
Call the moose or spew snacks then make a visible burp,
taste lunch twice, drive the porcelain bus with Wyatt Earp.
Make an offer to The Porcelain God or psychedelic spit,
whistling beef projectile-style or pop a gastric zit.

shakes head at Tess and worries
 
Taught to me by a whole bunch of old farts...

Here's to the hole that never heals
The more ya rub it the better it feels
And all the soap this side o' hell
Won't wash away that fishy smell

Crabs, syphillis, blue-balls and lice
He's had 'em all, by Jesus Christ


Gentlemen (?) the Qu----
 
Taught to me by a whole bunch of old farts...

Here's to the hole that never heals
The more ya rub it the better it feels
And all the soap this side o' hell
Won't wash away that fishy smell

Crabs, syphillis, blue-balls and lice
He's had 'em all, by Jesus Christ


Gentlemen (?) the Qu----

I'll propose this as the new toast at the next Freemasons meeting lol :)
 
My little limerick and clerihew:

The Frustrated Vibrator

There once was a toy under cover
It hummed to the moans of its lover
After rubbing her clit,
he threw quite a fit
when she tossed him aside to recover.



Rapunzel
her abundant hair, a curse and a jewel
The prince rescued her from the tower
but grew tired of shaving her pussy every hour.


I think those are my only attempts (as pathetic as they are) at humor in poetry which is quite odd since I've written prose humor periodically. I guess I just don't think about humor as much when I'm in a poetry-writing frame of mind.
 
trust you to think about her pussy hair being abundant too! something that never even crossed my mind!
 
lol
oh, you know my mind is just slightly more warped for hanging out with the masterpainters...
 
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