Light rain is falling in Central Park but not on Upper Fifth Avenue or Central Park West where sun and sky are yellow and blue Winds are gusting on Washington Square through the arches and on to LaGuardia Place but calm is the corner of 8th Street and Second Avenue which reminds me of something [...]

I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover I saw rising steeply Out of the sea that once made her secure. I had no thought then of husband or lover, I was a traveller, the guest of a week; Yet when they pointed [...]

“I’d rather make $700 a week playing a maid than earn $7 a day being a maid”. Hattie McDaniel. I’m the savage in the jungle and the busboy in the town. I’m the one who jumps the highest when the Boss man comes around. I’m the maid who wields the wooden broom. I’m the black [...]

Some people have this tenancy to make others feel sad, some even torment just to make others get mad. Little ole me I like to brighten up everyone’s day with laughter by telling a joke or two, because I feel that laughter is the best medicine to get rid of the blues. The world can [...]

Sometimes we say before we speak It’s funny how we so bold Without a word the words are still heard Somehow the eyes they told Isn’t it funny how we can be Such creatures of such mystery All that we are and what’s true in our hearts Through our eyes we can so clearly see [...]

Who should come up the road one day But the doctor-man in his two-wheel shay! And he whoaed his horse and he cried “Ahoy! I have brought you folks a bow-leg boy! Such a cute little boy! Such a funny little boy! Such a dear little bow-leg boy!” He took out his box and he [...]

The joy from one to the other The happiness from me to you You make me laugh and then you say How am i funny to you? I said back Your funny cause you want me and i want you The joy from one to the other The happiness we both bring The peace of [...]

There is a funny little man, In everybody’s house, This funny, quiet little man, Is sneaky as a mouse, There’s no one ever knows his name, And yet we all agree, All the mischief that is done, is done, By Mister Nobody. This poem was written/submitted by Joseph M. Conti.

why do popes wear funny little hats litlle and round not to mention funny sure they serve a purpose but what? ? ? This poem was written/submitted by Rhianon Cumner.

Heavenly Father, sincerely I pray That some of these kids don’t come to school today Especially that Johnson kid Of course u know what he did Stole my pens from my desk And change the grades on all my tests Found my lunch and ate it all up It was funny when it made him [...]