Poetry

Poetry Jokes

Roses are red, life has no meaning, voices in my head, are constantly screaming.

Dr. Seuss died September 24, but that was a lie. Dr. Seuss, when he was 97, he stole a plane and the last rhyme he did was “up in the sky so very far he comes, Dr. Seuss allahuakbar.”

My girlfriend asked me to write her a poem for Valentines Day:

Roses are red, Watches are gold. Get on your knees, And do as you're told.

Roses are red, violets are blue, there are kids in my basement, you'll be there soon.

Roses are red, Violets are twisted, You bend over, You're about to get fisted.