When several distinctively cheesy Dad Jokes coalesce to form something that is cheesier than the sum of it's parts.
Legend:
Where do the bad rainbows go?
Prism.
They get a light sentence.
It gives them time to reflect.
Awestruck Bystander:
I've never seen Dad Jokes so skilfully combined like this before! You my friend are a Dad and a Poet, so this must be a Dad Poem!
Where do the bad rainbows go?
Prism.
They get a light sentence.
It gives them time to reflect.
Awestruck Bystander:
I've never seen Dad Jokes so skilfully combined like this before! You my friend are a Dad and a Poet, so this must be a Dad Poem!
by mrpootatohead July 12, 2023
Get the Dad Poemmug. by DDLCModdingCommunity March 5, 2021
Get the Poems of Deathmug. I said a joke not a poem is a popular frase from Jacksucksatlife.He asked the person to say a joke but they said a poem and he said that.
Jack:Say a joke.
Person:Roses are red ,violents are blue , i love your vids, pls dont ban me.
Jack:I SAID A JOKE NOT A POEM!!!!
Person:Roses are red ,violents are blue , i love your vids, pls dont ban me.
Jack:I SAID A JOKE NOT A POEM!!!!
by TheOfficalEverzo April 18, 2018
Get the I said a joke not a poemmug. A poem is a piece of writing that uses imaginative words to share ideas, emotions or a story with the reader.Many poems have words or phrases that sound good together when they are read aloud. Most poems for children rhyme or they have rhythm.
For example:
'I'd like to begin with this particular poem':
Our Quigley which art in Ladbrokes,
Hallowed by thy turf.
Thy accumulator come,
Thy will be done online,
as it is in-store.
Give us this day, our daily bet.
And forgive us our daily bet.
And forgive us our debts,
as we forgive our poor bets.
And lead us not into Bet365,
but deliver us from un-Quigleyness:
For thine is the golden locks,
and the quiff, and the glory,
forever. Quigley.
'I'd like to begin with this particular poem':
Our Quigley which art in Ladbrokes,
Hallowed by thy turf.
Thy accumulator come,
Thy will be done online,
as it is in-store.
Give us this day, our daily bet.
And forgive us our daily bet.
And forgive us our debts,
as we forgive our poor bets.
And lead us not into Bet365,
but deliver us from un-Quigleyness:
For thine is the golden locks,
and the quiff, and the glory,
forever. Quigley.
by Wes P. November 11, 2021
Get the Poemmug.