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Ghosts

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ghosts to
my left,
Ghosts to
my right.

Ghosts in front,
oh what
a fright.

Ghosts all around,
How did I
get in this
Ghostly town?

I look at
my hand,
What is this
what do
I see?

Oh My
I can
see right
through me.

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ghostsSillyPoem

I have the right to write

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I have the

right to write.

You may not

like what I

have to say.

 

I have the

right to write,

I'll do

it anyway.

 

I have the

right to write.

With this you

may not agree.

 

I have the

right to write.

You know where

you can kiss me!

 

 

This was written a few

...

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Writingsillyexpression

Footle Poems

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mime Rhyme

 

Mime rhyme

In time

 

Dance

 

Up down

Around

 

Breeze

 

Some fun

In sun

 

Isabella

 

A cute

Patoot

 

House

 

A mouse

In house

 

Home

 

A cat

Big rat

 

Canada

 

A moose

Is loose

 

Happy

...

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sillypoemsfootle

Deep Down Inside

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deep down

inside,

I have

no pride.

 

Deep down

inside,

I've taken

the slide.

 

Deep down

inside,

my soul

the demons

 have fried.

 

Deep down

inside.

 

Shirley Smothers

 

 

I wrote this poem a few years ago. I wrote it to be bad on purpose.

Someone rec...

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Bad poetrySillyhumor

A Silly Goblin Poem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Goblins of

the night,

they give me

such a fright.

 

They leave about

this green slime.

 

I awaken, oh

it was just

a dream.

No need for

a scream.

 

I look at

the clock for

the time, but

it is covered

in green slime!

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goblinsscarysillyHalloween

A silly poem about hair.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The following  is a

very silly poem

There was a girl named Shirley

whose hair was short and curly.

She never wanted to go anywhere

she hated her short curly hair.

 

Her mom would say, "Let's

go to the park."

Shirley would say

"Not until after dark."

 

There came a man

with a silly son...

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