Four poems
“Pun-iant” by yours truly
“What you say is pun-iant, and you make a pun-found pun-t. But how much do you think it punn-y matters?”
“It adds a pun-tain pun-thing to life.”
“I think you need a wife.”
“Yes, as long as she does not pun-ch me.”
“Just get out before I reach for my pun-fle and use it to put a pun through your head!”
“Well said.”
“Happy” by yours truly
“You are beautiful, smart, and kind, and I am sure you will make someone hump-y. Oops, meant happy. ”
“Is there a difference?”
“Vast deference.”
“Why speak of body parts?”
“‘Cause I went to a school of arts.”
“Soul” by yours truly
“My diagnosis is you have a severe case of pun-berculosis. Not a good prognosis.”
“Roses, roses, roses. ‘Flowers of Guatemala.'”
“And your R.E.M. rates are out of control.”
“Hmm. Seems I am in a hole.”
“Don’t worry too much. You still have a soul.”
“Pun to Death” by yours truly
“Do you need more pun-f of how pun-gry people are at you, you pun-k? Everyone wants to pun-ch you and pun-ish you the rest of your pun-fe.”
“Really, I thought it was only a case of pun-anoia. Am I really a pun-ariah whom every wants pun-ished?”
“Not to pun-t too fine a pun-t on it, but now you should leave at pun-ce!”
“Pun-k you for your pun-vice. I shall leave at pun-ce.”