101 Favourite Comic Poems

I recently got out a book of amusing poems (title above), and I decided to put some of my favourites on here :). Of these, I particularly like 'On Taking a Wife', 'Weather Forecast' and 'Limerick about Limericks'.

Engraved on the Collar of a Dog, which I gave to His Royal Highness

I am his Highness' dog at Kew;

Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
- Alexander Pope


A limerick about misunderstanding

There was an old fellow of Tring
Who, when somebody asked him to sing,
Replied, 'Ain't it odd?
I can never tell God
Save the Weasel from Pop goes the King.'
- Anon

A Case

As I was going up the stair
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today -
I wish to God he'd go away!
- Anon


On Taking a Wife

'Come, come,' said Tom's father, 'at your time of life,
There's no longer excuse for thus playing the rake.
It's time you should think, boy, of taking a wife.'
'Why so it is, father. Whose wife shall I take?'
- Thomas Moore


A Limerick about Eccentricity

There was an old loony of Lyme,
Whose candour was simply sublime;
When they asked, 'Are you there?'
'Yes,' he said, 'but take care,
For I'm never "all there" at a time.'
- Anon


Weather Forecast

The rain it raineth every day,
Upon the just and unjust fella,
But more upon the just, because
The unjust has the just's umbrella.
- Anon


A Limerick about Health

There was a faith-healer of Deal,
Who said, 'Although pain isn't real,
If I sit on a pin
And it punctures my skin,
I dislike what I fancy I feel.'
- Anon


Limerick about Limericks

There was a young man of Japan,
Whose limericks never would scan,
When they said it was so,
He replied, 'Yes, I know,
But I always try to get as many words into the last line as ever I possibly can.'
- Anon

What my mother doesn't know

This is a page from the book What my mother doesn't know (a story of love and confusion) by Sonya Sones. It's an awesome book and very unusual as each page is written kind of differently like a poem or something. It's very cool.

"Shadow Play

We've turned off all the lights
in the living room
to make hand shadows.

We've got this
big flashlight
aimed at the wall.

I make the silhouette of my hand
into a duck.
Robin makes his into a rabbit.

Now my duck kisses his rabbit
And--POOF!--it turns into
a turkey.

And for some reason
this strikes us as hysterically funny.

But you probably had to be there"