My darling son is such a saint. He hasn’t cheated on his wife, Or touched a drop in fifteen years, He leads a very sheltered life. He’s excellent at hard labor At least that’s what we’ve all been told. We’re gonna throw him one big party If he should ever get paroled!
Category: Poems for Grownups
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My Son the Saint
April 2nd, 2024 — General Humor
Letter
April 1st, 2024 — Military Humor
Dear Pa, Ma, and Granny, I guess you know I just ain’t too much for letter writin’. The recrutin’ officer promised me That I’d get to do some real good fightin’. But so far I’ve been about as restless As a caterpillar in a beehive. All we do around here is eat and sleep. Of […]
Captain Yellowdog
March 30th, 2024 — General Humor
A sea-faring man And a captain bold, At least that is what All his men were told, He wrote of bravery In his log each night But things that he wrote Were never quite right. The men all knew things Not put in his log. To his back they called Him, â€Old Yellowdogâ€. From any […]
Old Maid
March 27th, 2024 — Growing Older
Henry kissed me long ago, Longer than you need to know. Memories of that day gone by, One last wish before I die. When carving letters on my stone, Don’t put, “She lies here all alone.” Don’t put, “Love and marriage missed her.” For my epitaph just put, “HENRY KISSED HER!”
Aunt Sarah
March 26th, 2024 — Hospital Humor
Aunt Sarah’s favorite magazine Had been The Saturday Evening Post. It told her how to plant a garden And how long to cook her Sunday roast. With it she treated her aches and pains And as for doctors, had no need. Any illness Aunt Sarah had, She treated from her monthly read. But there’s sad […]

