Famous Light Verse Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Light Verse poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous light verse poems. These examples illustrate what a famous light verse poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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The Bargain

by Ogden Nash
 As I was going to St. Ives
I met a man with seven lives;
Seven lives,
In seven sacks,
Like seven beeves
On seven racks.
These seven lives
He offered to sell,
But which was best
He couldn't tell.
He swore with any
I'd be happy forever;
I bought all seven
And thought I was clever,
But his parting words
I can't forget:
Forever
Isn't over yet....Read more of this...

Contagion

by Spike Milligan
 Elephants are contagious!
Be careful how you tread.
An Elephant that's been trodden on
Should be confined to bed!

Leopards are contagious too.
Be careful tiny tots.
They don't give you a temperature
But lots and lots - of spots.

The Herring is a lucky fish
From all disease inured.
Should he be ill when caught at sea;
Immediately - he's cured!...Read more of this...

S was the sugar-tongs

by Edward Lear
S  was the sugar-tongs,Nippity-nee,To take up the sugarTo put in our tea. s Nippity-nee!...Read more of this...

There was an old man who screamed out

by Edward Lear
There was an old man who screamed outWhenever they knocked him about:So they took off his boots, and fed him with fruits,And continued to knock him about. ...Read more of this...

Privacy

by Robert William Service
 Oh you who are shy of the popular eye,
(Though most of us seek to survive it)
Just think of the goldfish who wanted to die
Because she could never be private.
There are pebbles and reeds for aquarium needs
Of eel and of pike who are bold fish;
But who gives a thought to a sheltering spot
For the sensitive soul of a goldfish?

So the...Read more of this...

The Scorpion

by Hilaire Belloc
 The Scorpion is as black as soot,
He dearly loves to bite;
He is a most unpleasant brute
To find in bed at night....Read more of this...

The Duties of an Aide-de-camp

by Andrew Barton Paterson
 Oh, some folk think vice-royalty is festive and hilarious, 
The duties of an A.D.C. are manifold and various, 
So listen, whilst I tell in song 
The duties of an aide-de-cong. 
Whatsoever betide 
To the Governor's side 
We must stick -- or the public would eat him -- 
For each bounder we see 
Says, "Just introduce me 
To His Lordship...Read more of this...

A Womans Reason

by Gelett Burgess
 I'm Sure every Word that you say is Absurd; 
I Say it's All Gummidge and Twaddle; 
You may Argue away till the 19th of May, 
But I don't like the Sound of the Moddle!...Read more of this...

Drugs Made Pauline Vague

by Stevie Smith
 Drugs made Pauline vague.
 She sat one day at the breakfast table
 Fingering in a baffled way
 The fronds of the maidenhair plant.

Was it the salt you were looking for dear?
said Dulcie, exchanging a glance with the Brigadier.

 Chuff chuff Pauline what's the matter?
 Said the Brigadier to his wife
 Who did not even notice
 What a handsome couple...Read more of this...

A was an ant

by Edward Lear
A  was an antWho seldom stood still,And who made a nice houseIn the side of a hill. a Nice little ant!...Read more of this...

Letter to S.S. from Mametz Wood

by Robert Graves
 I never dreamed we’d meet that day 
In our old haunts down Fricourt way, 
Plotting such marvellous journeys there 
For jolly old “Apr?s-la-guerre.” 

Well, when it’s over, first we’ll meet 
At Gweithdy Bach, my country seat 
In Wales, a curious little shop 
With two rooms and a roof on top, 
A sort of Morlancourt-ish billet 
That never needs a...Read more of this...

A True Maid

by Matthew Prior
 No, no; for my virginity,
When I lose that, says Rose, I'll die:
Behind the elms last night, cried Dick,
Rose, were you not extremely sick?...Read more of this...

We -- Bee and I -- live by the quaffing

by Emily Dickinson
 We -- Bee and I -- live by the quaffing --
'Tisn't all Hock -- with us --
Life has its Ale --
But it's many a lay of the Dim Burgundy --
We chant -- for cheer -- when the Wines -- fail --

Do we "get drunk"?
Ask the jolly Clovers!
Do we "beat" our "Wife"?
I -- never wed --
Bee -- pledges his --...Read more of this...

The Mares Nest

by Rudyard Kipling
 Jane Austen Beecher Stowe de Rouse
 Was good beyond all earthly need;
But, on the other hand, her spouse
 Was very, very bad indeed.
He smoked cigars, called churches slow,
And raced -- but this she did not know.

For Belial Machiavelli kept
 The little fact a secret, and,
Though o'er his minor sins she wept,
 Jane Austen did not understand
That Lilly -- thirteen-two...Read more of this...

My Suicide

by Robert William Service
 I've often wondered why
Old chaps who choose to die
In evil passes,
Before themselves they slay,
Invariably they
Take off their glasses?

As I strolled by the Castle cliff
An oldish chap I set my eyes on,
Who stood so singularly stiff
And stark against the blue horizon;
A poet fashioning a sonnet,
I thought - how rapt he labours on it!

And then I blinked and stood astare,
And questioned...Read more of this...

Lines in Praise of the Lyric Club Banquet

by William Topaz McGonagall
 Which was Held in the Queens Hotel, Perth, on the Evening of 5th September 1894


'Twas in the year of 1894, and on the 5th of September,
Which for a long time I will remember,
And the gentlemen I entertained in the city of Perth,
Which is one of the grandest cities upon the earth. 

At the Banquet there were gentlemen of high...Read more of this...

Had I known that the first was the last

by Emily Dickinson
 Had I known that the first was the last
I should have kept it longer.
Had I known that the last was the first
I should have drunk it stronger.
Cup, it was your fault,
Lip was not the liar.
No, lip, it was yours,
Bliss was most to blame....Read more of this...

My Fancy

by Lewis Carroll
 I painted her a gushing thing,
With years about a score;
I little thought to find they were
A least a dozen more;
My fancy gave her eyes of blue,
A curly auburn head:
I came to find the blue a green,
The auburn turned to red.

She boxed my ears this morning,
They tingled very much;
I own that I could wish her
A somewhat lighter touch;
And if you...Read more of this...

L was a fine new Lamp

by Edward Lear
L  was a fine new Lamp;But when the wick was lit, Papa he said, "This Light ain't good!I cannot read a bit!" ...Read more of this...

Bingo

by Robert William Service
 The daughter of the village Maire
Is very fresh and very fair,
 A dazzling eyeful;
She throws upon me such a spell
That though my love I dare not tell,
 My heart is sighful.
She has the cutest brown caniche,
The French for "poodle" on a leash,
 While I have Bingo;
A dog of doubtful pedigree,
Part pug or pom or chow maybe,
 But full of...Read more of this...

The Clean Plater

by Ogden Nash
 Some singers sing of ladies' eyes,
And some of ladies lips,
Refined ones praise their ladylike ways,
And course ones hymn their hips.
The Oxford Book of English Verse
Is lush with lyrics tender;
A poet, I guess, is more or less
Preoccupied with gender.
Yet I, though custom call me crude,
Prefer to sing in praise of food.
Food,
Yes, food,
Just any old kind of food.
Pheasant is pleasant, of...Read more of this...

Divination By A Daffodil

by Robert Herrick
 When a daffodil I see,
Hanging down his head towards me,
Guess I may what I must be:
First, I shall decline my head;
Secondly, I shall be dead;
Lastly, safely buried....Read more of this...

The Visitor

by Jack Prelutsky
 it came today to visit
and moved into the house
it was smaller than an elephant
but larger than a mouse

first it slapped my sister
then it kicked my dad
then it pushed my mother
oh! that really made me mad

it went and tickled rover
and terrified the cat
it sliced apart my necktie
and rudely crushed my hat

it smeared my head with honey
and filled the tub with...Read more of this...

The Guppy

by Ogden Nash
 Whales have calves, 
Cats have kittens, 
Bears have cubs, 
Bats have bittens, 
Swans have cygnets, 
Seals have puppies, 
But guppies just have little guppies....Read more of this...

Q was a quail

by Edward Lear
Q  was a quailWith a very short tail;And he fed upon cornIn the evening and morn. q Quaint little quail!...Read more of this...

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