Humorous Poems


Who doesn’t like a little humor when you’re down? Humorous quotes, crafted by some of our most hilarious and engaging writers, can give us the most welcomed gift of all – the gift of laughter. The best thing about humorous quotes is that there’s really no topic off limits. They can be about any subject imaginable, from death and taxes to babies, pop culture and sports. As long as they are funny, they will stand the test of time and be shared over and over again by those who come across them. What’s funny? That’s in the eye of the beholder, as they say. Well more accurately, it’s in their funny bone and even if your humor is on the drier, wryer side, you’ll still find something here to laugh about.

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Found 79 poems in the topic of Humorous.
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Ogden Nash
A Word to Husbands by Ogden Nash
To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you're wrong, admit it;
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When a Woman Loves a Man by David Lehman
When she says margarita she means daiquiri.
When she says quixotic she means mercurial.
And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again,"
she means, "Put your arms around me from behind
as I stand disconsolate at the window."

He's supposed to know that.… [ Read More ]

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Kings Must Die by Robert Service
Alphonso Rex who died in Rome
Was quite a fistful as a kid;
For when I visited his home,
That gorgeous palace in Madrid,
The grinning guide-chap showed me where
He rode his bronco up the stair.

That stairway grand of marbled might,
The most majestic i… [ Read More ]

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Allen Ginsberg
Howl by Allen Ginsberg
For
Carl Solomon


I

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix,
a… [ Read More ]

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From The Flats. by Sidney Lanier
What heartache -- ne'er a hill!
Inexorable, vapid, vague and chill
The drear sand-levels drain my spirit low.
With one poor word they tell me all they know;
Whereat their stupid tongues, to tease my pain,
Do drawl it o'er again and o'er again.
They hurt my heart… [ Read More ]

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Recalled by Edwin Robinson
Long after there were none of them alive
About the place--where there is now no place
But a walled hole where fruitless vines embrace
Their parent skeletons that yet survive
In evil thorns--none of us could arrive
At a more cogent answer to their ways
Than … [ Read More ]

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The Wizard in the Street by Vachel Lindsay
[Concerning Edgar Allan Poe]


Who now will praise the Wizard in the street
With loyal songs, with humors grave and sweet --
This Jingle-man, of strolling players born,
Whom holy folk have hurried by in scorn,
This threadbare jester, neither wise nor go… [ Read More ]

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Friedrich Schiller
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 … [ Read More ]

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Allen Ginsberg
Death & Fame by Allen Ginsberg
When I die
I don't care what happens to my body
throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East River
bury an urn in Elizabeth New Jersey, B'nai Israel Cemetery
But l want a big funeral
St. Patrick's Cathedral, St. Mark's Church, the largest synagogue in
Ma… [ Read More ]

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Face Lift by Sylvia Plath
You bring me good news from the clinic,
Whipping off your silk scarf, exhibiting the tight white
Mummy-cloths, smiling: I'm all right.
When I was nine, a lime-green anesthetist
Fed me banana-gas through a frog mask. The nauseous vault
Boomed with bad dreams and the … [ Read More ]

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Lowly Laureate by Robert Service
O Sacred Muse, my lyre excuse! -
My verse is vagrant singing;
Rhyme I invoke for simple folk
Of penny-wise upbringing:
For Grannies grey to paste away
Within an album cover;
For maids in class to primly pass,
And lads to linger over.

I take the c… [ Read More ]

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The House Of Dust: Part 03: 04: Illicit by Conrad Aiken
Of what she said to me that night--no matter.
The strange thing came next day.
My brain was full of music--something she played me--;
I couldn't remember it all, but phrases of it
Wreathed and wreathed among faint memories,
Seeking for something, trying to tell me so… [ Read More ]

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Geraint And Enid by Lord Tennyson
O purblind race of miserable men,
How many among us at this very hour
Do forge a life-long trouble for ourselves,
By taking true for false, or false for true;
Here, through the feeble twilight of this world
Groping, how many, until we pass and reach
That o… [ Read More ]

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The Height of the Ridiculous by Oliver Holmes
I WROTE some lines once on a time
In wondrous merry mood,
And thought, as usual, men would say
They were exceeding good.

They were so queer, so very queer,
I laughed as I would die;
Albeit, in the general way,
A sober man am I.

I called… [ Read More ]

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A Letter from Artemesia in the Town to Chloe in the Country by John Wilmot
Chloe,

In verse by your command I write.
Shortly you'll bid me ride astride, and fight:
These talents better with our sex agree
Than lofty flights of dangerous poetry.
Amongst the men, I mean the men of wit
(At least they passed for such before they writ… [ Read More ]

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Join the Club by Author Unknown
Just a line to say I'm living,
That I'm not amongst the dead.
Though I'm getting more forgetful
And mixed up in the head.
I've got used to my arthritis
To my dentures I'm resigned
I can cope with my bifocals,
But - oh how I miss my mind.
Sometimes I ca… [ Read More ]

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Alive Together by Lisel Mueller
Speaking of marvels, I am alive
together with you, when I might have been
alive with anyone under the sun,
when I might have been Abelard's woman
or the whore of a Renaissance pop
or [ Read More ]

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I Have Become Very Hairy by Yehuda Amichai
I have become very hairy all over my body.
I'm afraid they'll start hunting me because of my fur.

My multicolored shirt has no meaning of love --
it looks like an air photo of a railway station.

At night my body is open and awake under the blanket,
like e… [ Read More ]

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Isaac and Archibald by Edwin Robinson
(To Mrs. Henry Richards)


Isaac and Archibald were two old men.
I knew them, and I may have laughed at them
A little; but I must have honored them
For they were old, and they were good to me.

I do not think of either of them now,
Without rem… [ Read More ]

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Blanche Sweet by Vachel Lindsay
MOVING-PICTURE ACTRESS

(After seeing the reel called "Oil and Water.")


Beauty has a throne-room
In our humorous town,
Spoiling its hob-goblins,
Laughing shadows down.
Rank musicians torture
Ragtime ballads vile,
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The House Of Dust: Complete (Long) by Conrad Aiken
THE HOUSE OF DUST


PART I.


I.

The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light.
The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the east:
And lights wink out through the windows, one by one.
A clamor of frosty sirens mourns at the night.
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