The Nose and The Eye
The nose and the eye
I don't know why
But the nose and the eye
Goodbye
(Seany)

Epson Pen
A man and his Epson pen
Always carried near to his heart
Like Barbie and Ken
They will never be apart
(Karolina)

Art
Inspiration:-
I have none left
It's all gone
Gone
Gone
Gone
(Seany)

A hook in the ceiling
A hook in the ceiling
Did I spell 'ceiling' right?
Don't know if people will understand
Who cares anyway?
(Karolina)

Planes

Planes - metal with brains
Gliding, sliding
People riding
People hiding
People dying
(Seany)

A response
Englishmen - people without brains
Gliding, sliding
People riding
People hiding
People dying
(Karolina)

The truck
I have a truck
Do you give a fuck?
Maybe it needs cleaning
Maybe this has another meaning
Do you know what it is yet?
(Seany)

Nutters
We are the World
We are the nutters
We are the ones to make a stranger day
So let's start writing poems
(Karolina)

I Cannot..
I cannot see you;
I must be blind.
I cannot hear you;
I must be deaf.
I cannot smell you;
I have no nose.
I cannot touch you;
I have no hands.
I cannot taste you;
I have no tongue.
I cannot understand you;
I must be mad.
I am mad.
(Seany)

Confusing?
Why am I here?
Why are you there?
Or am I there?
And you are here...
Confusing?
Confusing.
Who am I?
Who?
Me?
Yes!
OK...
(Karolina)

Bananas?
She asks if I want another...
Another banana, that is

I say 'No'.
'I've had one today'.
She says 'So you can't have another?'
I say 'I can't'
'No'.
(Seany)

Sometimes
Sometimes you make me happy
Sometimes you make me sad
Sometimes you make me crazy
Sometimes you make me mad
Sometimes you say you love me
Sometimes you say you don't
Sometimes I say I love you
Sometimes I say I don't
That's life I guess
But you are the best
With jam on
And beans
Goodnight
(Seany - again, Karolina is tired at this point)

The poem
I sent you a letter;
You had moved.
I tried to call you;
You hadn't paid your bill.
I sent you a fax;
Your paper had run out.
I emailed you;
Your account was full.
I paged you;
You didn't answer.
I texted you;
It wasn't delivered.
I sent a pigeon;
It died on the way.
I came in person;
You were out.
I left you a note;
It blew away....
I wrote you this poem;
You read it!
(Seany's final poem of the night)
This poem has also been published on this site

Sweet dreams and don't have nightmares.....

This is inspiration! A friend in Russia read our poems, and had to write about them! We haven't edited it.

Hello Karolina and Seany,
I realy don't know why,
But your stupid poems
Are not so stupid sometimes!

I found them funny and pleasant and sunny
I realy think you should try,
To write like Shekspear: serious series,
In a very serious style!
(not very much rhyme,yes?)
(Lisa, Russia)

....heres a couple of shorties sent to us from Kahla in New Zealand....

Mouses(not mice!)
I wish I was a mouse.
It would be awesome.
Chomp, chomp, chomp,
Eating cheese
And electrical wires.
Then some b*stard traps you.

Bullets
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
Guns are noisy.
So get some earmuffs.
My dog eats lemons.

ME
I am not the wind that whistles at your window at night.
I am not the bird that sings to you in the morning.
I am not the milk in your mailbox,
nor the sandwich you eat for lunch.

I am not the frost that freezes your toes in the winter.
I am not the sun that warms your skin in summer.
I am not the stars in the sky,
nor the thing that makes your toaster go "boing".

I am not the song you sing.
I am not the house you live in,
I am a person and..
. I am wearing camo gear so you can't see me HAHAHA

LIZARDS Slimey limey lizards Crawl up my neck Eat all the hair on my chiney chin chin Mr Wolfy Big fat yellow ones long skinny green ones... Stir-fried to crisp perfection Aaaaaaaaaaahhh... lizards

ummm.....well thanks for those Kahla!!

Jason Flowers (nice name) sent this interesting piece to us:

11 monkeys floating by
4 of them with cream filled pies
3 left at half past noon
4 of them happy 'cause they all spooned.

Jameson Funk from Waterloo, Iowa sent us the following stunning works:

The Poem That Doesn't Rhyme
This is the poem that doesn't rhyme.
Hey! This chicken tastes like lime!
OH NO! IT RHYMED!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

I Can't Sleep
I can't get to sleep!
Why can't I sleep!?
I want to sleep!
Wait I can't sleep, because I'm outside and it's snowing.
My freaking BAD!!!
Now I can sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep.
G'Night.
Peace Signs, homie!

How pleased were we to read this fantastic work of writing from Cody Knight:

If I were a bom scientist
I would make a very very big boom....
....and put it on the moon...
It would blow up the moon
and make the space monkeys fly to earth
They would have a verry unsafe landing.
If I were a bom scientist.

Mahreen Fatima sent us a couple of completely pointless verses:

I am Smart
You are dumb
Oh, wait did I say that wrong?
YOU are smart I am pretty DUMB!
Did i say that right or am I too dumb?

Morning Owls!
We thank thee for our nights
'Neath the moon and stars so bright
We are home in our tree
We are owls, we are free
As we go, this we know, Glaux is nigh

And just as we thought things couldn't get any stupider, stephanie and megan sent us this:

Meat
I like ham
I like PAM
Pam makes things not stick
I like butter
PAM is butter
Fluffer nutter
Butter rhymes w/ nutter
Nutter n butter
mmm n ham

Someone sent us this, but didn't include their name! Perhaps they don't want to own up to it!

billy bought a bicycle he thought it was so neat
billy bought a bicycle it had no f*****g seat,
billy bought a bicycle he really thought it's great
billy bought a bicycle that had no f*****g brakes,
billy bought a bicycle the wheel's where made of lead
billy bought a bicycle the frame was garlic bread,
billy bought a bicycle he took it for a ride
billy crashed his bicycle cus billy's f*****g blind.

Adam Trecker from Kailua,HI sent us a few, we liked them so much, we wanted more! Sadly there were only 2...

When couples meet each other,
They show love from the heart.
The only time they leave each other,
Is when the husband accidently farts.

My shoe is on my right foot,
Now it’s on my left.
I don’t now how or why it got there,
But it’s uncomfortable.

Daleann sent us this, isn't it stupid?

I wrote a title for a poem. Then
Because I was eating popcorn, my
Finger slipped and it sent.
Anyway, she said "Paper or Plastic"? and
I said "yes".
How did she know? Is my heart
On my sleeve?
I'm in love with a man with a crochet hook
Permantly implanted in his brain
I don't care. He says he loves me.
Even though
It was I
Who planted that hook.

See also Robyn & Nebraskas Weird Things that Rhyme

or Dan & Gray's crazy poems