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This page holds some of the poetry written by people I know, inspired by The Simpsons. Have you written anything inspired by The Simpsons that you would like to share? Just send it in!

Interviewer: Now I know you have a cat called Snowball II. Was there a Snowball one?
Lisa: Yes. I wrote a poem about her

A Simpsons Poem (by Rainbowstar)
Everything will turn to mist
But the Simpsons will ever exist
Lisa with her intelligence and smarts
Marge with her love for fine arts
Homer who's as dumb as an ass
Bart who sings rock and or roll music in mass
Maggie with her pacifier
Brought mr. Burns in straits dire
Grampa, now he's an old man
He'll still try a new love whenever he can
Then there are the dog and cat
Greyhound and black, how about that
As I said the Simpsons rule
Hail to the Simpsons, you are cool

 

Hard to understand (by Paul Handley)
No wine or fine dining,
Just simply Lisa Smiling.
No time to crack a joke
Just Bart giving Homer a poke.
In fact nothing hard in the Simpson’s house.

Marge just cooks with a whine
Meat loaf and pork chops maybe with lime
She can act and she can paint
And by god she won’t faint
Like I say nothing hard in the Simpson’s House

Now for Homer, he got attacked by a crow
He even shovelled drives from snow
Simple job in the nuclear plant
He writes essays with words such as pant
How can this be a hard to understand house

There’s Bart, with his catapult in his back pocket
He drove martin's soapbox which was like a rocket
Constantly being put down from being so dumb
But as a baby I assure you he sucked his thumb
Now is this hard for the Simpson’s house

There even a baby called Maggie
Occasionally she has a diaper all saggy
They thought she was clever but really it was Lisa
God help her when she has a teacher.
This isn’t hard in the Simpson’s house

But then here comes Lisa, and brains
She thought she had genes that formed mind pains
She has straight A’s except in PE
And her time to be president was timed to a Tee
This might be hard to understand, in that old Simpson’s house.

 

Limericks by Paul Handley
Ode to Bart
There was a young guy called Bart,
Who sat around and smelt his own fart
He was told to go outside
But then he said he lied
He and his Krusty just can’t stand being apart.

Ode to Homer
There was a bald man called Homer
Who simply thought he was a loner
He ended home late
And looked like a state
And then went to bed with a (I’ll leave it to your imagination:P)

Ode to Marge
This blue haired woman is called Marge,
Who went on her holiday on a barge
She wanted to cook,
But homer said look
And they ended up eating a meal with a charge.

Ode to Lisa
There was a young girl who was smart
Who gets bullied and powered by Bart
She wore big braces
And saw the book of faces
And then she tore them apart