Poem -

KISS kicked My Ass

KISS kicked My Ass

Many years ago, I started a band and my friends and I named our band 'Kiss'.
That angered Gene Simmons, Paul Stanley, Ace Frehley and Peter Criss.
Simmons and the others said they'd sue if I didn't change the name of our band.
I told them to kiss my ass and they nearly beat me to death with their hands.

KISS gave me the beating of a lifetime, they kicked my butt.
Simmons broke my left arm and Frehley kicked me in the nuts.
Paul Stanley and Peter Criss did their fair share of the damage too.
I changed the name of our band because it was the smart thing to do.

I changed the name to 'The Oak Ridge Boys' and I got in even more trouble.
My house was destroyed by bulldozers and dynamite, it was reduced to rubble.
If you start a band, I'll give you some advice so that nobody will get pissed.
Don't use the name of a band that already exists.

Like 1 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.
Poem -

My Baby Doll - Part IX

Dedicated to Agnes (2011-2020) who died five years ago today on...

My Baby Doll - Part IX

You were my baby doll and I owned you for almost seven years.
You were my all time favorite dog and...

Poem -

R.I.P. Rick Hurst

Dedicated to Rick Hurst (1946-2025) who died on June 26, 2025.

R.I.P. Rick Hurst

He starred in "The Dukes Of Hazzard" and he was a talented man.
He starred as "Deputy Cletus Hogg"...

Poem -

The 30th Anniversary Of...

I graduated from high school 30 years ago today on June 21, 1995

The 30th Anniversary Of Graduating From High School

I dropped out of high school in August of 1986.
In 1993, that was a mistake that I decided to fix....

Latest poems in Comedy, Limerick, Verse

Poem -

Liminal

Liminal

Bright lights flash

But it's dull in my eyes

You see the traces as they...

Poem -

Electric Currents

Electric Currents

This is another poem written by my girlfriend and I and is one of my favorite that we've written together....

Poem -

Four A. M.

Four A. M.

Four am

Sleep doesn't come

The Nightmares betray him

I...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com