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Famous Short Nice Poems. Short Nice Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Nice short poems

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by Richard Brautigan

Love Poem

 It's so nice
to wake up in the morning
 all alone
and not have to tell somebody
 you love them
when you don't love them
 any more.

by Robert Louis Stevenson

A Thought

 It is very nice to think 
The world is full of meat and drink, 
With little children saying grace 
In every Christian kind of place.

by Edward Lear

J was a jug


was a jug,
So pretty and white,
With fresh water in it
At morning and night.


Nice little jug!

by Edward Lear

B was a book


was a book
With a binding of blue,
And pictures and stories
For me and for you.


Nice little book!

by Edward Lear

Q was a quill


was a quill
Made into a pen;
But I do not know where,
And I cannot say when.


Nice little Quill!

by Edward Lear

V was a villa


was a villa
Which stood on a hill,
By the side of a river,
And close to a mill.


Nice little villa!

by Edward Lear

N was a nut


was a nut
So smooth and so brown!
And when it was ripe,
It fell tumble-dum-down.


Nice little Nut!

by Edward Lear

N was a net


was a net
Which was thrown in the sea
To catch fish for dinner
For you and for me.


Nice little net!

by Edward Lear

L was a lily


was a lily,
So white and so sweet!
To see it and smell it
Was quite a nice treat.


Beautiful Lily!

by Edward Lear

I was some ice


was some ice
So white and so nice,
But which nobody tasted;
And so it was wasted.


All that good ice!

by Edward Lear

F was a fan


was a fan
Made of beautiful stuff;
And when it was used,
It went puffy-puff-puff!


Nice little fan.

by Edward Lear

A was an ant


was an ant
Who seldom stood still,
And who made a nice house
In the side of a hill.


Nice little ant!

by Edward Lear

T was a thimble


was a thimble,
Of silver so bright!
When placed on the finger,
It fitted so tight!


Nice little thimble!

by Edward Lear

L was a light


was a light
Which burned all the night,
And lighted the gloom
Of a very dark room.


Useful nice light!

by Edward Lear

U was an upper-coat


was an upper-coat,
Woolly and warm,
To wear over all
In the snow or the storm.


What a nice upper-coat!

by Edward Lear

A a Pidy



Pidy, Widy, Tidy, Pidy, Nice insidy, Apple-pie!

by Edward Lear

I was an inkstand


was an inkstand,
Which stood on a table,
With a nice pen to write with
When we are able.


Neat little inkstand!

by Edward Lear

There was an old person of Nice

There was an old person of Nice,
Whose associates were usually Geese.
They walked out together in all sorts of weather,
That affable person of Nice!

by Edward Lear

There Was An Old Person Of Nice

 There was an old person of Nice, 
Whose associates were usually Geese.
They walked out together, in all sorts of weather.
That affable person of Nice!

by Edward Lear

There was an old man of Dumbree

There was an old man of Dumbree,
Who taught little owls to drink tea;
For he said, "To eat mice is not proper or nice,"
That amiable man of Dumbree.

by Edward Lear

There was an Old Person of Ewell

There was an Old Person of Ewell,
Who chiefly subsisted on gruel;
But to make it more nice, he inserted some Mice,
Which refreshed that Old Person of Ewell.

by Emily Dickinson

A Sparrow took a Slice of Twig

 A Sparrow took a Slice of Twig
And thought it very nice
I think, because his empty Plate
Was handed Nature twice --

Invigorated, waded
In all the deepest Sky
Until his little Figure
Was forfeited away --

by Mother Goose

Little Polly Flinders

Little Polly Flinders
Sat among the cinders
    Warming her pretty little toes;
Her mother came and caught her,
Whipped her little daughter
    For spoiling her nice new clothes.

by Emily Dickinson

Over the fence

 Over the fence --
Strawberries -- grow --
Over the fence --
I could climb -- if I tried, I know --
Berries are nice!

But -- if I stained my Apron --
God would certainly scold!
Oh, dear, -- I guess if He were a Boy --
He'd -- climb -- if He could!

by Mother Goose

Dame Trot And Her Cat

Dame Trot and her cat
  Led a peaceable life,
When they were not troubled
  With other folks' strife.

When Dame had her dinner
  Pussy would wait,
And was sure to receive
  A nice piece from her plate.