1. The Three Little Pigs
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The animal I really dig,
Above all others is the pig.
Pigs are noble. Pigs are clever,
Pigs are courteous. However,
Humorous poetry has been written for thousands of years. Many of us do not know that the nursery rhymes that we sang as kids were made up to convey information of a delicate political nature encoded in what sounds like a silly children's song. Living in the western world, we are lucky enough to be able (in some cases) to freely speak our minds. However, we cannot take for granted the medium of humor as a way to convey information that may be politically dangerous.
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The animal I really dig,
Above all others is the pig.
Pigs are noble. Pigs are clever,
Pigs are courteous. However,
This is an unanticipated and unexpected poem. Though the title sounds childish, it is a complete transformation of the story Three Little Pigs! Roald Dahl has a creative mind which I...
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I guess you think you know this story.
You don't. The real one's much more gory.
The phoney one, the one you know,
Was cooked up years and years ago,
Yes, Roald Dahl has a whole book of revolting rhymes like this one. You should read it. Hilarious.
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In England once there lived a big
And wonderfully clever pig.
To everybody it was plain
That Piggy had a massive brain.
I like this poem because it is contrary to what is normal, as the pig tries to eat the farmer instead of the other way around and it shows the power of humans over all other living things....
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As soon as Wolf began to feel
That he would like a decent meal,
He went and knocked on Grandma's door.
When Grandma opened it, she saw
I love a good laugh - great fun. A good choice to be poem of the day in this festive season. Ann
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There was a little comet who lived near the Milky Way!
She loved to wander out at night and jump about and play.
The mother of the comet was a very good old star;
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Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,
Johnny Cash was the right person to sing these lyrics. He made an interesting song from an awesome poem. Very entertaining. Love it!
Jac. Judy A. Campbell
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I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there 's a pair of us — don't tell!
They 'd banish us, you know.
My new phone is "smart." I guess that I'm not.
Amazing what all this here smart phone has got.
TV and Weather and Internet, too.
There's just no limits to what it can do.
I loved it. I never knew poems could be funny too. This is actually my first and it surely left a mark. This is exactly what most old people feel when it comes to techy stuff. We teenagers...
It wasn't that we hated school.
The creek enticed us more.
My mate and I hung out there
To chase frogs, catch fish, explore.
How high's the snowfall, Mama?
"One foot high and rising!"
I'll eat my food and watch the game.
I see you standing there.
I feel your eyes on me.
I resume my tasks, but there you are.
Oh, I wish that I had a green thumb.
All my houseplants are looking quite glum.
I never can tell
Why they're looking unwell
Greetings, fellow Aussie! Yes, "the care we inflict"....well put. Thanks, Raelene, for the kind feedback.
Pretty little high heels,
How you look so grand.
I can remember when I wore you
And I could proudly stand.
I'm buzzing around your room
I'm buzzing in the air
I know I'm really annoying
I prefer bald heads to hair
That was a good laugh - more, please, to brighten up my days. All the best, Ann
When somebody dies, folks hardly ever say "dead."
They prefer "expired" or "departed" instead.
Most of the euphemisms don't do any harm,
Like "biting the dust" or "buying the farm."
I found this poem very refreshing and true. Very good.
I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes that
I'd taste if I were able.
This poem is definitely original and unique. I just never would have thought of looking at Thanksgiving from the turkey's point of view. Very cute poem. I really enjoyed it!
I thought I knew colors.
Aren't they red, green and blue?
I know white, black and grey,
Purple, pink and yellow too.
I really enjoyed this poem because it rings so true. I don't know how people can tell the slight differences between colors. It's like a language I can't really understand or relate to.
Our TV set was black and white
And on its spindly legs it stood;
More deep than wide with dials that clicked,
All curved glass screen and grain of wood.
Hi Raelene. Thanks so much for taking the time to comment on my poems. I really appreciate the kind feedback.
Kind regards, Cynthia
Our street was once a peaceful place
Kids played and you could jog
But our tranquil life was shattered
When the neighbour got a dog.
I enjoy writing poetry about real events and real people. The "Bazza" who's featured in many of my poems is a quirky character whose fondness for the practical joke often gets him into...
As I lay cozy, all snug in my bed,
I enjoy the imagination inside my head
Until I hear racket beside my bed.
It's my 5:00 alarm!
The poem is absolutely cool. Man it has happened to me not more than a hundred times.