The sitter fell asleep last night, right there in her chair,
Me and Suzie lit a match, set fire to her hair,
She woke up and smelled the smoke, thought it was a dream,
Jumped out the third floor window then, shudda heard her scream!
Momma and poppa glared at us said: “Was this a joke?”
We said “no, she lit her hair just takin’ one last toke!”
My parents shook their heads and said, “Oh, poor, poor, Donna!
See what happens when your smokin’ marijuana!”
A contest entry
- The Baby Sitter by PinkPony.
650 points, ended November 21, 2008, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Funny beyond my expectations!
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The first stanza had me cracking up, and the turn the second one took was not at all expected. Nice humorous write here, best of luck in the contest with it. I primarily focus on humorous poetry, and it's not too often that I come across a piece here that really cracks me up.
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I read this poem out loud to a visiting friend and he laughed so loud.
Wish you could have heard. 
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Good Poem Emmanuel Cant
Magikal Fairy Girl
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Laughing here...
Oh, you are so funnnnny here! This baby sitter poem is a wonderful poke at the poor folks who baby sit. 
Keep up the good humor, fine poet.
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hahaha hilarious!! this is a nice one!
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