Category: Poems for Grownups

My wife always takes me shopping, Although I never want to go. It’s not because I have the money, She carries all the dough. It’s not to keep her company Because our conversation lags. She likes to take me shopping, So I can carry all the bags.

How do I get myself involved In situations such as this? Should I try to explain myself Or just let ignorance be bliss? All day long I talk to children ‘Cause that is what we mothers do. All the adults I meet each day Consistently seem to be few. I have Harvey, who just turned […]

“Well it was really touch and go,” The surgeon explained to his nurse. “You mean he almost died?” she asked. “Oh no, it was a whole lot worse. We operated just in time, Although it’s kind of hard to tell. I think today was our last chance, Because he’d almost gotten well!”

Two mighty hunters who were lost Argued about what they should do. If distressed, shoot into the air, But was it three times or just two? They argued all the whole day long And argued well into the night. Each determined that he would show Just who was wrong and who was right. They spent […]

Miss Ross noticed Bill was squirming She saw he really had to go. It was just the kind of signal A preschool teacher had to know. She told him where the restroom was And then she sent him out the door. “You find it by yourself,” she said, “You’re a big boy, you’re almost four.” […]