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Poems - Humorous - Group 1

 

Manure

When mishap happens, you cannot reverse its course
How can you possibly put the shit back in the horse?
Yet every mishap, you can cure
You can use horse-shit as manure.

© Shahriar Shahriari
Vancouver, Canada
July 27, 1997


The Dentist

My dentist said I needed to have a tooth pulled out,
            anxiously I asked, "is that so?"
My dentist smiled, gently putting a hand on my shoulder said,
            "sometimes you just have to let go!"

© Shahriar Shahriari
Vancouver, Canada
June 16, 1997


Pomposity

Articulate pomposity
Egoistic mendacity
Ineffective audacity;
Yet humble simplicity
With forthright veracity
Can bring much felicity.

© Shahriar Shahriari
Vancouver, Canada
July 16, 1997


Hit the Road, Jack!

When Jack hit the road
He turned to an ugly toad
Poor Jack, the ugly toad
Will be squished on the road.
Jack won't come back no more
Unless, just as before
A Princess he can seek
To kiss him on the cheek;
And then surely he'll be back
As a hero, as Prince Jack.

© Shahriar Shahriari
Vancouver, Canada
October 10, 1997


Laundry

Why is it that every time my clothes I wash
Iron them, treat them well, even brush
They get dirty so quickly, in a rush?
Why is it way of the world that it must flush
Order and cleanliness in just a blush?
Chaos and mess must spring up with a gush?
And this is so for the coarse and the plush
Orderly structures turn into mush
And all I can say, oh my gosh, my gosh!

Entropy recognizes no boundary
My only hope on earth is laundry.

© Shahriar Shahriari
Vancouver, Canada
June 11, 1997


Goose Mark

After the flock of geese had gone through the park
You could see everywhere they had left their indiscreet mark.
So I was carefully selecting where to put my feet
Then I slipped and landed in the muck on my seat
Well, this is life, I thought, sometimes you just slip and fall
Then you get up, clean yourself, onward to your next call.
So I got up and went home, and washed the muck and the grass
Now I have a story to tell, about falling on my ass.

© Shahriar Shahriari
Vancouver, Canada
August 30, 1997


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