Extremely Funny Poems Novels & Stories

he walks away I let out a sigh Don't worry mum, I'll find you and am going to free you from him This monster, I hope you're still alive Roses are red And so are some lipstick My poems probably making you guys sick But once you see it you'll know you've come to the end of another episode You could do something better than reading it though Like maybe kissing Santa on a mistletoe Yeah you got me I just wanted a rhyme Thanks for reading my lines (see what I did there) If you laugh you'll surely die Sorry don't be scared I'm just kidding Am probably sure you're wishing for this to end

Sure enough, Adrian closed his mouth. "Darling, then I will tell you a joke. There was a toothpick that was walking along the road. Just then, it saw a hedgehog running past the middle of the road, and then it shouted something at the hedgehog. Guess what it shouted? Yes, it is called the hedgehog 'bus'!! Haha, it's funny, isn't it?" RK felt that listening to Adrian's jokes would make him want to sleep even more than listening to him recite poems. This guy couldn't even tell a good joke. What was the meaning of telling a joke that everyone already knew? Would Stella laugh? What a childish kid.

He doesn't know whether he'll get amazed by his accurate prediction or feel depressed because that's what really happened. With a lazy tone, he asks a series of questions, "So, did you laugh at my poems? Did he laugh too? What did he say when he lends that to you?" "Laughed?" Prince Yin Wenyan can't believe what he just heard. He turns around to face the eunuch. "Why would I laugh? Why would he laugh? I... We both think these poems were well-composed. They're full of emotions, I love each and every poem written in here."

“Oh man, burning poop!” “No, shit!” “Yes shit, dog shit.” “This is gonna be funny as hell.” “All we gotta do is get a stick, put dog poop in the bag. We close up the bag and pour a little lighter fluid on it, and light it. Then we ring the doorbell and run like hell.”

Life’s so unfair, man. “What does a spoon matter when we’re literally stuck in the middle of the woods with invisible monsters, shady, bad men and whatever else creeps around here? Can you please, for once, use your brain and kick some sense in the gear?” He whisper-hisses, so red in the face, he reminds me of a tomato. “You could join a casting for vegetable commercials looking like this,” I remark and laugh at the brilliant joke my brain just reacted. Shit, am I not the funniest guy out there? Look at me - sense of humor, looks, body and an impressive spoon collection, I have it all, damn it. No wonder my little vixen couldn’t deny me.

She then started laughing like crazy. “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Couldn’t put Humpty together again. ” My body shaked as I heard the nursery rhyme. The way she sang it is so creepy that it made us shiver.

Fiasca laughed out loud. "I am a businesswoman, after all." Emma shrugged her shoulder's as if it was nothing. "Yeah, the iron lady." Fiasca grumbled in disdain. **************** Short poetry for my lovely readers: It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set:

He replied, emphatically, as if it were obvious " But with the tip turned and the holes facing upwards, see if you can! “Oh, that's it. But what's up, grandpa? ' asked a cousin, looking forward to the final act. Then he would straighten up in his chair, in that posture of a patriarch laden with wisdom, run his finger over each end of his mustache, letting a subtle smile escape in the corner, and answer. "And then the rain fell and the beast drowned! Drowned!" *** This poem, on the other hand, was born in a matter of five minutes, when a guy I met at a fifteen-year-old party broke up with me via SMS. At the time, it was a frill. Today, I just laugh at the situation.

“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, but Emily and Oliver laughed all the way, making sure the guests were in dismay." Frowning, she asked, “What are you doing?” He shrugged, “Nothing. Just singing some famous songs.” Repeating the verse, he continued, “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, but Emily and Oliver laughed all the way, making sure the guests were in dismay." Caught off guard, Emily's initial panic melted into a genuine chuckle. "Where did you come up with that?" "Don't know, but you know how creative I am, right?” he smirked at her.

The comment sent us into fits of laughter, the absurdity of the comparison too delightful to resist. Peter, in mock indignation, seized Neil and began tickling him mercilessly. Neil's laughter quickly became uncontrollable, and he begged for mercy as we watched with amused smiles. The laughter and playful banter provided a welcome escape from our real-world troubles, allowing us to savor a rare moment of lightheartedness and joy.