Tag Archives: #Pun

Response to a bad pun

It’s a ‘badum-tish!’

from ev’rybody ever –

and you deserve it.

‘Put it in gravy and see what happens!’

‘Put it in gravy and see what happens!’

I read.

So, I did,

and this is what happened…

I discovered ‘gravity’.

It was amazing to think

that I had done so,

and my being just a poor,

Ill-mannered… being.

My dog loves Larkin

My dog loves Larkin:

which is not that unusual;

if you consider that some dogs like music,

especially Bach;

but, poetry?

Why not?

Has a dog not got ears to hear;

a mind to think;

eyes to read the words—

hold on…

sorry, my dog loves Barkin’ –

easy mistake to make.


‘I have to keep her in’,

said the innkeeper,

‘it’s what I do,

it’s how I got my name.’


Never before

have I written a poem

with the title, ‘Cherish’,

neither have I written

upon that subject.

Until today,

when I wrote this,

whilst sat upon something

that could be said to be


The Greek Man in the Rain

The Greek Man

stood out in the rain;

and the rain poured and poured

down upon his head,

and into his brain;

his clothing became soaked

from the unstoppable shower,

he stood there taking all of this unkind element

for over an hour.

Suddenly, the rain stopped;

but, all around

it was as dry as a bone!

The saturated Greek man stood there,

then his mobile rang,

and he answered his phone,

“Hello, Absorber the Greek?”

This Mexican Song

This is a Mexican song, allegedly about two brothers, both firemen in La Fiuerro del Servicio de Mechico Nationale (the Mexican National Fire Service); twins they were, and no one could tell them apart – sometimes they even confused themselves as to whom was whom.

One brother, we shall call him José, was the oldest by a matter of minutes, the other… Joseby was the younger by a similar amount of minutes.

I give you ‘Chihuahua!’

String Poetry Theory

String Poetry Theory

I am trying

the tying

of words


stringing one phrase

to another;

and what have I got?

A String Poem?

I’m afraid not.



They couldn’t have built the pyramids

without the slaves;

… couldn’t have made the oceans

without the waves;

… couldn’t have made sweet, sweet music

without the staves;

… couldn’t have coped with reviews

without the raves;

… couldn’t have painted a full-length portrait

without the accompanying architecture,

portico, columns and architraves;

and they couldn’t have done that,

if they hadn’t at least attempted the feet.

Isabella – a song.

Isabella – a song.


1st verse




necessary on a bike.

2nd verse

Not necessara

Not necessara

Not necessarily;

you can have a parpy horn,

if you like

NB the song could stop after the first verse, or the second verse could be distanced by some time from the first, or it could be sung all in one go. Choices!