Literature jokes
Knock knock! Who's there? Prince! Prince who? Prince please talk to me!
In the realm of words, where thoughts take flight, A curious tale, strange as the night, Of Alex Fisher, with love so bizarre, For random Hitler lemons, bizarre but bizarre.
Free Verse, they say, this poem shall be, Unrestrained, unrhymed, flowing and free, Yet how to capture this perplexing love, For lemons and Hitler, soaring above?
Alex Fisher, a soul with peculiar taste, Finds joy in lemons with a sour embrace, And Hitler, a name that evokes dark pain, Inexplicably entwined, like wind and rain.
Randomness, the thread that weaves this tale, No logic, no reason, no rhyme to prevail, For who could fathom this peculiar love, Of lemons and Hitler, below and above?
Yet in the realm of words, where all is allowed, We explore the uncharted, the strange and the proud, And though this poem may bewilder and confuse, Let it remind us, acceptance we must choose.
For love knows no boundaries, no norms to abide, It transcends our expectations, with no need to hide, So let us embrace the quirks that make us unique, For in the tapestry of life, we find what we seek.
So here's to Alex Fisher, with love all their own, May they find happiness, wherever they've flown, In lemons and Hitler, a world so absurd, May their love be a reminder, that love has no words.
Roses are red, violets are blue, most of your jokes are stolen, is not original to you.
What did the wizard say when he was filling up the gas tank? "Expensive Petroleum!"
How did Harry Potter get down the hill?
Running, JK rolling!
"You can drink drinks, but you can't food foods."
-Sun Tzu, The Art Of Food
What do you call Moby Dick's dad?
Papa Boner.
My girlfriend's sister told me to write her a poem. This is what I came up with:
roses are red, violets are blue, if you ever feel alone, I'm always watching you.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Like petals in the wind, My heart dances for you.
I had to write an essay about Africa, and I failed because I plagiarized the Hunger Games script.
What does Stephen King call his wife...
The black hole.
What is the tallest building?
A library 📚
It has the most stories.
Roses are red, my blood is too. I see a lot when I lost you.
A man goes to the doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world.
Doctor says: "Treatment is simple. The great clown - Pagliacci - is in town. Go see him. That should pick you up."
Man bursts into tears, says "But doctor... I am Pagliacci."
I was reading a book about gravity. It was so hard to put down!
The other day, I stumbled upon a comic strip in the newspaper. As I started reading, I could feel a smile creeping onto my face. The characters were so relatable, their situation so absurd, yet so familiar, it was impossible not to find it amusing.
The punchline was unexpected, yet it made perfect sense within the context of the story. It was that surprise, that sudden twist, that made me burst out laughing. It was as if the comic strip had set up a joke and I had walked right into it, completely unsuspecting. The laughter bubbled up from within me, a spontaneous reaction to the unexpected humor.
In that moment, I realized the power of humor. It's not just about making people laugh. It's about bringing joy, about making people see the world from a different perspective, even if just for a moment. And that's why I found that comic strip so funny. It wasn't just a joke, it was a moment of joy, a moment of surprise, a moment of seeing the world in a different light.
Why did the math book kill itself?
It had too many problems.
Roses are red, violets are blue, My name is Bucky, And I am stucky.
Harry Potter is a movie about a grown adult man with an unhealthy obsession with a teenage boy.
Did you know the past tense of William Shakespeare is Wouldiwas Shookspeared?