Hey
“Hey, would you buzz off?” /
One bee said to another. /
Flowering friendship.
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#buzz #friendship #bee #flower #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #072518
Category Archives: humor
“Hey”
Filed under 2018, haiku, humor, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
“No popcorn, no pets”
No popcorn, no pets
No popcorn, no pets,
No baseball, no regrets,
Rapture to heaven
Is no Seven / Eleven.
No Slushies, no Mars bars,
No pizza, no beer bars.
In heaven, the best
Beat their bloody chests
And sing hosanna
At the absence of fauna.
Nothing to make you sneeze
As you fall to your knees.
Fluffy’s on Earth
About to give birth
And if you want us to care,
Put your money there
On the web site line,
So Fluffy will be fine.
When to heaven you go
But your pets are a no-no,
We will watch them with love
While you’re in heaven above.
We atheists who remain
Or Hindus or Jaynes,
Or Jews or Buddhists
Or even the occasional nudist,
We will take care of your pets
So you’ll have no regrets,
No guilt on your soul,
Because you will know
Your Fuffy is fine
As long as your dimes shine.
070922
Filed under 2022, humor, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, satire, Saturday, Silly Saturday
“Tall tale”
Tall tale
The gravedigger says, /
As his needling wife’s unearthed, /
“It’s all a big yarn.”
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#poem #haiku #davidebooker #poet #writer #writing #may #monday #2019 #pun #wife #gravedigger #humor #unearthed #skeleton #needles #050619
Filed under 2019, haiku, humor, humor and haiku, photo, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Oh, Deer Meat”
Oh, Deer Meat
Oh, deer meat, what can I say? /
What won’t offend you if I play? /
A word here, a word there, /
But venison I must play with care.
#pun #cartoon #deer #meat #venison #santa #holidays #humor #christmas #davidebooker #121221
Saturday silliness: “Unloose the Zeus”
Unloose the Zeus
upon these Olympic games.
Make room for his use;
to leave him out is our shame.
He’s the reason for the season,
be it winter or be it summer.
To ban him is but treason
and nothing short of a bummer.
Unloose the Zeus.
Do it now, I command.
And don your birthday suits,
play the games as originally planned.
Filed under 2016, 2021, humor, Poetry by David E. Booker, Saturday, Silly Saturday
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