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#Funny
Poetry by Ricky Browne
Funny/Serious Mix
Poems and lyrics by Ricky Browne, spanning humour, love, faith, identity and Australian life. Browse individual pieces or explore the poetry books below.
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Values, Beauty, Blame, and Overcoming.
Self-help poetry · Copyright 2024
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Ethereal Bob Turkleton
Prose poetry · Copyright 2024
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Mirrabooka Dreaming
Poetry · Third Edition, 2023
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Log-000000116-01/10/2026-Ricky-Browne
Miss Daisy had a bucket
It's where she kept her fucks
she handed them to people
who thought her nuts
but Miss Daisy couldn't give a fuck
because she liked to share
It's where she kept her fucks
she handed them to people
who thought her nuts
but Miss Daisy couldn't give a fuck
because she liked to share
Log-000000084-28/09/2026-Ricky-Browne
Fart McGee was a farty old fart.
And a farty old fart was he.
He'd eat more cabbage than your average savage.
And he'd fart on cue for the glee.
And a farty old fart was he.
He'd eat more cabbage than your average savage.
And he'd fart on cue for the glee.
Log--2355-2021-Ricky-Browne
6-word poem: Air-con on high. Watching world die.
Log--2360-2021-Ricky-Browne
A haiku on poetry:
Poetry is like music; you
don't need to know how to sing
or perform in a band.
Poetry is like music; you
don't need to know how to sing
or perform in a band.
Log--3380-2021-Ricky-Browne
There once lived a man near Wellington. Who listened to Martin Seligman. He tried to be happy. But his life was too crappy. So decided, the man was a pelican.
Log--3381-2021-Ricky-Browne
There once was a man from Nantucket, who'd take all his shits in a bucket. When it got old, it got covered in mould, and when it got full, he would chuck it.
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