humor

Hawksbill Turtle
There once was a turtle named Sue Who, aged one-hundred-and-two did lay enough eggs to fill up a zoo. She’d dug them a nest dug it right on the strand then she used her back flippers to pack it with sand.
By Tim Varney5 days ago in Poets
simulated and Stimulated
Gentle as the flow He puts his virtual glasses on She puts her virtual glasses on There they are Two different places in their own spaces
By Tanya Gibler5 days ago in Poets
You are binge watched
Here’s me looking at you looking at me And I am still looking Paused with a split second of silence and you do it again. That thing …you know; it’s kinda that curiosity shocked look.
By Tanya Gibler5 days ago in Poets
Black Rhino
An address from the President of the Community for Assimilation and Social Harmony (CRASH). “We are speaking to you today to set the record straight;
By Tim Varney5 days ago in Poets
Mountain Gorilla
The great apes are revolting They’re mounting an attack They’re taking on Big Oil To claim their mountain back. They’re digging their trenches, they’re hiding in the trees. They’re black-belts in karate, Jiu jitsu, and tai chi.
By Tim Varney5 days ago in Poets
Bornean Orangutan
Certainly, he came last in the technical. And he did throw that fit, after Paul insulted his crème anglaise -
By Tim Varney6 days ago in Poets
Amur Leopard
Third and final for today. Posting more tomorrow. If you have enjoyed any of these, please do consider doing me a favour and checking out my latest competition entry: Dinner, 4AM . Thank you!
By Tim Varney6 days ago in Poets
Yangtze Finless Porpoise
I placed a call to the store to buy a couple of tortoises. I guess I wasn’t very clear ’cause they sent a case of cross porpoises.
By Tim Varney6 days ago in Poets
Dogs for Adoption
If you enjoy the below, I would be very grateful if you could check out my latest competition entry: Dinner, 4AM . Thank you.
By Tim Varney6 days ago in Poets
Crunchy is the man
Crunchy is the man Hiding a sweet soft centre Come away wi’ ye For those who don't know, the man in this hardly-a-haiku, is none other than Paul Stewart . A man recently described by Sara Wilson as “a sweetheart with a crunchy exterior.” If you are not sure what I am on about, see her answer to my comment on her poem about the legend that is…
By Raymond G Taylor6 days ago in Poets
The Day My Trolley Took Off
The Day My Trolley Took Off Today I went to Asda, With Phil beside me at the shop, But as I wheeled my trolley out, I thought I heard a pop.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 days ago in Poets
KWIM
Dating younger women has its challenges. So much of it is texting. But I don’t know all the acronyms I used to think SMH meant “so much hate”
By Jesse Lee7 days ago in Poets