Funny poems use clever words, jokes, or silly ideas to bring joy and happiness. These poems exaggerate things, making them much bigger or smaller than they are.
This exaggeration creates humor and makes us laugh. They introduce us to characters with funny traits. These characters do or say things that are amusing and entertaining.
Some funny poems have surprising endings. They set up an expectation, and then, suddenly, the poem takes a funny twist that we didn’t see coming. T
They can also express feelings, but lightly and humorously. It’s a fun way to talk about everyday stuff or even serious things in a not-so-serious way.
Reading some funny poems is a way to bring joy and laughter. Let’s read them and enjoy. They’re like little doses of happiness in the form of words!
Tinkle, Tinkle, Little Car”
By Cecilia
Tinkle, Tinkle little car
How I wonder what you are.
Leaking oil every day
Having it your own way.
Going up hills real slow
I don’t want you any mo’.
Tinkle, Tinkle little car
Boy, what a lemon you are.
The Elephant”
An elephant slept in his bunk,
And in slumber his chest rose and sank.
But he snored—how he snored!
All the other beasts roared,
So his wife tied a knot in his trunk.
The Purple Cow”
I never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see one;
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I’d rather see than be one.
Do You Carrot All for Me?”
My heart beets for you,
With your turnip nose
And your radish face,
You are a peach.
If we cantaloupe,
Lettuce marry:
Weed make a swell pear.
Missing”
By Anne Scott
I’ve hunted near, I’ve hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I’ve lost my glasses, I’m in need,
To have them now so I can read.
I loudly swear and I curse
Did I leave them in my purse?
Are they behind the sofa, under the bed?
Oh there they are—on my head!
My Feet”
My feet, they haul me Round the House,
They Hoist me up the Stairs;
I only have to Steer them and
They Ride me Everywheres.
Do You Carrot All For Me?”
Do you carrot all for me?
My heart beets for you,
With your turnip nose
And your radish face,
You are a peach.
If we cantaloupe,
Lettuce marry:
Weed make a swell pear.
“Belly Button Magic”
By Richard Leavesley
Oh my beloved belly button.
The squidgy ring in my midriff mutton.
Your mystery is such tricky stuff.
Why are you so full of fluff?
“Funny Young Fellow
” By Anonymous
A funny young fellow named Perkins
Was terribly fond of small gherkins.
One day after tea
He ate ninety-three
And pickled his internal workings.I Ate a Chili Pepper”
By Barbara Vance
I ate a chili pepper
One a lunch-time dare;
Sandy said I’d burn my mouth,
But I didn’t care.
I ate that chili pepper—
Left not a seed to waste—
And won that truly silly bet,
But lost my sense of taste.
Funny Young Fellow”
A funny young fellow named Perkins
Was terribly fond of small gherkins.
One day after tea
He ate ninety three
And pickled his internal workings.
Yes! No!”
By Joanna Fuchs
My turn signal wasn’t working,
So I asked for help from a friend.
“Stand behind the car,” I said.
“Let’s get this problem to end.”
“When I turn the signal on,
If it’s working, let me know.”
I hit the blinker and then I heard:
“Yes! No! Yes! No! Yes! No!”
The Horrid Voice of Science”
By Vachel Lindsay
“There’s machinery in the butterfly;
There’s a mainspring to the bee;
There’s hydraulics to a daisy,
And contraptions to a tree.”
“If we could see the birdie
That makes the chirping sound
With X-ray, scientific eyes,
We could see the wheels go
round.”
And I hope all men
Who think like this
Will soon lie
Underground.
A Snow Man”
Oh, the beautiful snow!
We’re all in a glow—
Nell, Dolly, and Willie, and Dan;
For the primest of fun,
When all’s said and done,
Is just making a big snow man.
Two stones for his eyes
Look quite owlishly wise,
A hard pinch of snow for his nose;
Then a mouth that’s as big
As the snout of a pig,
And he’ll want an old pipe, I suppose.
Then the snow man is done,
And to-morrow what fun
To make piles of snow cannon all day,
And to pelt him with balls
Till he totters and falls,
And a thaw comes and melts him away.
Have You Ever Seen”
Have you ever seen a sheet on a river bed?
Or a single hair from a hammer’s head?
Has the foot of a mountain any toes?
And is there a pair of garden hose?
Does the needle ever wink its eye?
Why doesn’t the wing of a building fly?
Can you tickle the ribs of a parasol?
Or open the trunk of a tree at all?
Are the teeth of a rake ever going to bite?
Have the hands of a clock any left or right?
Can the garden plot be deep and dark?
This is all about short funny poems.