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Tat ...blues

Of blues and you
like butterflies sounds fluttering from her heart
her breathing tells of...

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Human Combustion

Suzane Loney Junior
Was in love with Philip Senior
And he didn't even she was alive
...

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Colours of Jealousy

Colours of Jealousy

It's grey
when you walked in
we all have bodies but yours a weapon
Like the stars we...

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Howard the Duck

Howard the Duck

I watched the worst movie ever made, it truly sucks.
The movie that I'm talking about is Howard the...

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Meghan, Prince harry and me

Meghan, Prince harry and me

Can somebody help me
Please help anyone
I am looking for my Meghan
And I don't know...

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Broken Spinal Cord

I got my butt kicked by a man who has very big muscles.
I was moving in on his girlfriend who is...

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A Bissel Mashugga

A Bissel Mashugga

this alteh kocker nostalgically reflects
being ma late mama's boytchik
(now, she long since...

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Exit Carnage

Exit Carnage

Don't wanna fight anymore
in the political maelstrom
not dissipating any time soon

My...

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The Game

The Game

The wise know if the game is taking a turn for the worse.
The score mounts up against you as though...

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The botch-it mechanic

The botch-it mechanic sits in his garage
on an oil-stained swivel chair
surrounded by Haynes...

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FROGGY FROG AND TOADY TOAD

FROGGY FROG AND TOADY TOAD

Every day is a winding road
This was said by Toady Toad
He and Froggy Frog went from A to B...

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THE FLINTSTONES

THE FLINTSTONES

Let me dear reader ask you to turn back the clock
To prehistoric times in a fictious town called...

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The Market Seats

The Market Seats

Five benches in a semi-circle
You can watch the world go by
But the middle one is sacred...

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Edsel

Edsel

I own something that makes my life a living Hell.
I've become a social outcast because I drive an...

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Why I Write With Confused...

Why I Write With Confused Adumbrations

Hmm, perhaps titled,
aye poem already didst aired
though revisiting said theme
...

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He Rode a Hog

When a man said he rode a hog, I thought he was talking about a motorbike.
But he actually rode a...

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Three Lousy Bucks!

Three Lousy Bucks!

When I got a job, the boss didn't tell me what he would pay.
That low life piece of scum only gave...