Satirical Poems
#satirical
Satirical poems use satire to ridicule vices and shortcomings. The satire genre mocks the weaknesses of individuals, governments, corporations or society itself.
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
Today 4:50am
Today 4:50am
Easy Bake Mistake (Roasted)
For Ruth Less'
Gas oven, 103.
I think I can make toast this way.
They never wanted me to, those doubters,
so I bought extra bread.
It was on sale like 'his' stuff
dropped off at Goodwill
when I emptied the car,
smoking insanity.
I have no muffler anymore
and the shop is closed.
It's right next to the fridge.
Bring on the last meal, no wait,
there's leftovers aplenty
since he's gone.
Toasted 'his' cinnamon stick
on my hearth, that was last week,
now I'm alone.
I can finally hog the TV and...
Gas oven, 103.
I think I can make toast this way.
They never wanted me to, those doubters,
so I bought extra bread.
It was on sale like 'his' stuff
dropped off at Goodwill
when I emptied the car,
smoking insanity.
I have no muffler anymore
and the shop is closed.
It's right next to the fridge.
Bring on the last meal, no wait,
there's leftovers aplenty
since he's gone.
Toasted 'his' cinnamon stick
on my hearth, that was last week,
now I'm alone.
I can finally hog the TV and...
#relationships
#parody
#satirical
#funny
#confessional
19 reads
1 Comment
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
14th Jan 2020 8:20pm
14th Jan 2020 8:20pm
Ayatollah Assahola
Hyperbolic owner of one darken haste
Malarkey patrons of here soulless case
Blending a poppycock platitude waste
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Spirits unwoven nonsense conclusions
Dragon line drive down drivel delusions
Upon ley line kabbala hogwash illusion
-
Cracks humbug vessels of unholy wine
Prime tripe transcendent vapor divines
Stimulating lies non-mystic druidic line
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Supernatural log in a claptrap furnace
Metaphysical letters scribe inane space
To each tosh shamanistic hooey place
Malarkey patrons of here soulless case
Blending a poppycock platitude waste
-
Spirits unwoven nonsense conclusions
Dragon line drive down drivel delusions
Upon ley line kabbala hogwash illusion
-
Cracks humbug vessels of unholy wine
Prime tripe transcendent vapor divines
Stimulating lies non-mystic druidic line
-
Supernatural log in a claptrap furnace
Metaphysical letters scribe inane space
To each tosh shamanistic hooey place
#satirical
43 reads
BenJohnson
Darth Brooks
Darth Brooks
Poem Published
8th Jan 2020 7:38am
8th Jan 2020 7:38am
Shelby
I have found myself attached to you
My one true companion
My navigator
My entertainer
My jukebox
My muse
All this you are and much more
Shelby
I find myself lost in your company
Hours passed browsing
Articles, videos, blogs, and posts
In a secluded connection to the world
Contact without contact
Comments, messages, likes, and shares
As your battery dies.
I myself, as an extension of you die as well
Freed from the comfort of the pasture
My presence absent for a matter of minutes
Nothing to do...
My one true companion
My navigator
My entertainer
My jukebox
My muse
All this you are and much more
Shelby
I find myself lost in your company
Hours passed browsing
Articles, videos, blogs, and posts
In a secluded connection to the world
Contact without contact
Comments, messages, likes, and shares
As your battery dies.
I myself, as an extension of you die as well
Freed from the comfort of the pasture
My presence absent for a matter of minutes
Nothing to do...
#BestFriend
#satirical
#consumerism
37 reads
2 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
8th Jan 2020 2:14am
8th Jan 2020 2:14am
Grannypig in a Web - Mel Won't Bite
Mel used almost no brain power to respond, after climbing to the mountain, drinking from the fountain, and so much more only to realize certain parts of civil life offended her inner savage beyond tolerable limits, including her fallible local credit system. “No way. After our last adventure with Chaz, no more! We agreed. We share Grandpa's farm and I won't risk it again. Not even with vids going gangbusters. We are still making money with ads, right?”
“Not really anymore, no. Sorry. Do you think your black-ops guys had anything to do with it? Our view counts seem to have reset,...
“Not really anymore, no. Sorry. Do you think your black-ops guys had anything to do with it? Our view counts seem to have reset,...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
38 reads
4 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
6th Jan 2020 7:20pm
6th Jan 2020 7:20pm
Grannypig in a Web - For the Love of Prefab Mansions!
Mel is sitting in her yard feeling defeated, absently eating an apple on a tree stump in her apple orchard near the old barn her grandpa built with his own hands before she was even born.
Daddy Farmer walks up to her.
“Hey, sis! I thought maybe you lost your phone. Glad I found you out here.” He greets her absently as he gazes around, as though looking for something.
“Stop looking.” She says, without looking up, and fishing her phone out of her large checkered, button-up shirt it looks like she borrowed from his wardrobe. “Don't tell me if you...
Daddy Farmer walks up to her.
“Hey, sis! I thought maybe you lost your phone. Glad I found you out here.” He greets her absently as he gazes around, as though looking for something.
“Stop looking.” She says, without looking up, and fishing her phone out of her large checkered, button-up shirt it looks like she borrowed from his wardrobe. “Don't tell me if you...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
44 reads
0 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
6th Jan 2020 3:52am
6th Jan 2020 3:52am
Grannypig in a Web - Conspiracy
I called to get a new loan. Yeah... Yeah. Yeah, that's my paperwork. I like your loan negotiation gimmick. Right, Online banking, whatever. I'm on the phone. I don't feel very online.” Daddy Farmer stops speaking, suddenly looking serious, listening to the mumbling phone.
“You of all people are asking if they were really talking alien spiders? Why don't you already know the answer? You are family. You think we could hide a conspiracy like that from you? We're not funded by the CIA …we're a family farm, Cousin!” He was cut short before he could rant further. He is a wide...
“You of all people are asking if they were really talking alien spiders? Why don't you already know the answer? You are family. You think we could hide a conspiracy like that from you? We're not funded by the CIA …we're a family farm, Cousin!” He was cut short before he could rant further. He is a wide...
#animals
#parody
#satirical
#funny
#scifi
38 reads
2 Comments
Rachel_Lauren
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 4:30am
4th Jan 2020 4:30am
My Daddy
My daddy, he’s a businessman
he’s got Tiger’s club, nine acre land
he comes home late, eats leg of lamb
he loves us dearly when he can
My daddy, he’s a businessman
when things go sour he tries his hand
at poker or chess or exploding Iran
he’ll roll out his grand masterplan
My daddy, he’s a businessman
ego ages him quick
but protects our land
so I’m pretty and wealthy
and won’t be damned
like third world countries
and poor Afghans
My daddy, he’s...
he’s got Tiger’s club, nine acre land
he comes home late, eats leg of lamb
he loves us dearly when he can
My daddy, he’s a businessman
when things go sour he tries his hand
at poker or chess or exploding Iran
he’ll roll out his grand masterplan
My daddy, he’s a businessman
ego ages him quick
but protects our land
so I’m pretty and wealthy
and won’t be damned
like third world countries
and poor Afghans
My daddy, he’s...
#corruption
#politics
#satirical #greed
#satirical #greed
96 reads
33 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2020 4:30pm
2nd Jan 2020 4:30pm
Guilty Hearted
When the gavel bangs will my mind be ready
The judge and the jury sentencing me, hung faces already
The barrel of accusations aimed, trigger fingers shaky and holding unsteady
Your honor I plead the fifth for the confusion
You have deceived with no agreeable resolution
Thief of hearts done in the name of love
God has already ordained my punishment from above
Before you read off my charges
To my handsome Tomcats, so many questions, whys, stolen private mirages
I’ve tried to stop myself
Mm… carnal and then mental peace after the...
The judge and the jury sentencing me, hung faces already
The barrel of accusations aimed, trigger fingers shaky and holding unsteady
Your honor I plead the fifth for the confusion
You have deceived with no agreeable resolution
Thief of hearts done in the name of love
God has already ordained my punishment from above
Before you read off my charges
To my handsome Tomcats, so many questions, whys, stolen private mirages
I’ve tried to stop myself
Mm… carnal and then mental peace after the...
#satirical
#funny
#passion
96 reads
12 Comments
Fetchitnow
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2020 11:57am
2nd Jan 2020 11:57am
Something About Mary
Oh Mary, Mary, quite demanding
How does ya man stay put?
With blue pills, and dollar bills
Pity, those pretty whores, helping his cardiac output
You’ve got something about Mary, in ya hair
Where? Oh, there!
Oh well, I really don’t care
It’s not the only thing, I like to bare
Look up to the ceiling, if ya dare
If ya mother ever saw, it’ll be your worst nightmare
Good comes with the bad, life sometimes, just ain’t fair
Thank God, it’s only hair gel, try looking outside the square
...
How does ya man stay put?
With blue pills, and dollar bills
Pity, those pretty whores, helping his cardiac output
You’ve got something about Mary, in ya hair
Where? Oh, there!
Oh well, I really don’t care
It’s not the only thing, I like to bare
Look up to the ceiling, if ya dare
If ya mother ever saw, it’ll be your worst nightmare
Good comes with the bad, life sometimes, just ain’t fair
Thank God, it’s only hair gel, try looking outside the square
...
#rhyming
#parody
#satirical
#funny
#ShortStory
39 reads
5 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
1st Jan 2020 3:13am
1st Jan 2020 3:13am
GIW - Chill, Grannypig!
Cock, the barn’s official rooster, suddenly shatters the still, dark, smelly chill of early morning. Suddenly, even the pond and forest nearby was making a fuss. A chattering squirrel started a feud with a family of nearby blue jays.
Again and louder, as though quality was volume, he rang out. “Rrrrooooo! Ooo-oooh,”
The sheep in the barn, who were affectionately nicknamed “The Counting Sheep” owing to their leader, Sheep 420’s odd habits following the alfalfa-fertilizer accident, were nervous and easily woken, especially 420.
“Listen!” 420...
Again and louder, as though quality was volume, he rang out. “Rrrrooooo! Ooo-oooh,”
The sheep in the barn, who were affectionately nicknamed “The Counting Sheep” owing to their leader, Sheep 420’s odd habits following the alfalfa-fertilizer accident, were nervous and easily woken, especially 420.
“Listen!” 420...
#animals
#satirical
#funny
40 reads
6 Comments
Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
31st Dec 2019 11:16am
31st Dec 2019 11:16am
Home Alone
niceties in greetings
puffs of nothingness
in all the affable words
breathing something meaningless
in strained smiles
hand parodying a hello
or is it goodbye
and the quiet sings
silence quotes love poems
tranquility embraces lasciviously
she loves the silent sleep
wishing I will repose
and wake no more
but wake I will
Happy New Year everyone
God Bless little Tiny Tim
and God rest the Merry Gentlemen:)
puffs of nothingness
in all the affable words
breathing something meaningless
in strained smiles
hand parodying a hello
or is it goodbye
and the quiet sings
silence quotes love poems
tranquility embraces lasciviously
she loves the silent sleep
wishing I will repose
and wake no more
but wake I will
Happy New Year everyone
God Bless little Tiny Tim
and God rest the Merry Gentlemen:)
#dark
#satirical
#apathy
51 reads
2 Comments
SimpleTon
Poem Published
29th Dec 2019 2:00pm
29th Dec 2019 2:00pm
Estate agents for serial killers
Thanks for attending this viewing Ladies and Gentleman
I am Edward Keane Senior Representive of Sadist Sales and Lettings
There has never been a development of this kind in history, a residential community constructed entirely for the purpose of murder and mayhem.
You potential residents have been selected for your depravity, psychology and past crimes.
You have the chance to join us rent free without the expense of utilities in a exclusive gated community where you can kill with impunity.
As long as you do not kill each other or us, get caught and...
I am Edward Keane Senior Representive of Sadist Sales and Lettings
There has never been a development of this kind in history, a residential community constructed entirely for the purpose of murder and mayhem.
You potential residents have been selected for your depravity, psychology and past crimes.
You have the chance to join us rent free without the expense of utilities in a exclusive gated community where you can kill with impunity.
As long as you do not kill each other or us, get caught and...
#murder
#satirical
31 reads
4 Comments
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