Best Drooling Poems
Hot apple pie is the ultimate treat
For sheer taste enjoyment, it can't be beat
Exciting the senses
The drooling commences
This mouth watering treat is ever so sweet
Now pile on some ice cream high up on top
Taste buds will tango and you'll tingle nonstop
A sensation so heavenly
You'll hear sweet melodies
A mouth watering treat so give it a shot
Don't worry bout the crowd you're bound to attract
The envy among them will fill a big sack
Just do it, don't waiver
Enjoy the sweet flavour
Shove it on down cause there's no turning back
Hot apple pie is the ultimate treat
A taste to amaze you, jump in with both feet
Enjoy the thrill
Till you're bloody well filled
A fantastic taste treat but don't overeat
© Jack Ellison 2015
I'm a Yankee Drooling Senior
Trousers pulled up nipple high
Poop stains on my shirt and in my hair
Happy but I don't know why
Got to go to see my doctor
Really painful when I pee
All you people hear me farting
Better hide the children
Cause I am about to let one fly
© Jack Ellison 2013
(To the tune of Yankee Doodle Dandy.
Apologies to George M. Cohan.)
I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy
A Yankee Doodle, do or die
A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam
Born on the Fourth of July
I've got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart
She's my Yankee Doodle joy
Yankee Doodle came to London
Just to ride the ponies
I am the Yankee Doodle Boy
I'm usually known for my silly stuff
But once in a while I surprise
Drooling all over my keyboard and yours
With mushy stuff I fantasize
It's true I sometimes wear more than one hat
Contrary to what you may think
Can be sillier than the silliest damn jester
Then switch as quick as a wink
Become all gushy and mushy and stuff
Talk of flowers and eternal love
Then sure as shootin' it's back to the sillies
Giving your giggler a shove
This back and forth stuff is really quite dizzying
Imagine if I wrote about dying
Some are obsessed with negative things
If I said that was me I'd be lying
It's not for me, that tear jerky stuff
Guess my life's been too bloody happy
Sure not complaining I'm a perky old geezer
Maybe a better word is slaphappy
© Jack Ellison 2015
What makes us giggle uncontrollably
What triggers this reaction emotionally
If there's a cure
Don't want it for sure
Really love all the drooling quite copiously
© Jack Ellison 2016
Intimate lovers
Kiss me here, now kiss me here-
The milky moon drooled.
All things considered, yesterday was pretty cool
Not the temps but my refreshing dip in the pool
As I splashed around
I almost drowned
As this vision appeared and I started to drool
wispy afternoon
here our special children drools
on the elderly
~
sucking hard candies
each of them young and old all
salivating yum
~
from out of the purse
of strange little old lady
sweet hard rock candy
1/12/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
gaunt ghost jolting
lusty lurch fermenting
felon higgledy-piggledy fostering
busted hurly-burly blistering
hoisted emotions hankering
strife strove, surging
damped death drooling
after ghost galloping
scared fate sobbing
at mystic margin:
pulpy pace shrinking
death met banshee
callous war's conceived
death feigning defeat.
19:12:12:08:56
Sunshine summer raining down
On naked breath, hope
Racing to meet the echoes
Promises awakened on the caress
Of light, stirring, silencing
Every dark thought – as my fingers work
Struggling to grasp every plump
Blackberry without grazing the thorns
From the briars where such blessed
Goodness survives the showers
Who pound away at the earth, erasing
Every doubt that this luscious
Flavor, blackberry heaven, could ever
Be surpassed by any other suggestion
Extract of sweetness, delectableness
The taste of blackberry ecstasy
Awaiting my drooling tongue, it’s destiny!
Your Thoughts On Blackberries Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri
July 28, 2022
SCORES OF SORES AND SORRY POURS
ALL FILLED, BOTH UP AND OUT
TO BALANCE SCALES OF EMPTY PAGES
TIPPED FROM BOTTLED BOTTOMS END
POURED FROM MOUTH TO SPOUT.
TIMELESS AGES TALLIES MADE
HALF EMPTY BY OUR FOOL
PAGES STAID AND TURNING LAID
WHILE DRAUGHT OF DROP-LESS DRINK
IS SAVORED COOL.
DESTINY OF MAN TO MEASURE
INCH TO FOOT AND DROP TO VAT
VACANT SPACE NOW DRAINED OF AIR
AND LIFE SO FULL WE OVERFILL
WITH ALL OUR MONEY, GUNS, AND STRIFE,
AND ALL OUR TIT FOR TAT.
It was a silly little thing,
I thought I could survive it.
But it followed that monster everywhere,
And I knew it would divide us.
It's tiny little button nose was the cutest thing about it.
It's slimy tongue and whiny cries would all but keep me near.
I knew I’d have to leave it behind, the monster and its follower.
So I picked a ball, a red one, and threw it far outside.
But to this day I won’t forget;
The ball was bouncing in the road, but
The only thing that brainless creature saw
Was the monster that it followed.
Then that stupid little mutt,
In all in nasty glory,
Lept out the door and bit the monster in the butt.
No matter how ancient us old geezers get
One thing never changes, we still lust for duets
Climbing the mountain
Till that final explosion
Inflamed with desired we drool on the bed spread
spartian spirit spurring
sumptuous soles straying
salient strength scrunching
saucy strife stalking
spooky south squashing
sane stats straining
desirous dare dancing
damped desires dangling
drastic dances drooling
smothered sight smoothening
stunning spurs straightening
salty soaring sparring
oodles oomph oozing
dare awed spirit.
19:12:08:09:22
~Note~ A dare saw a spirit floating in the air, ascending... It goes there at intervals... Wishing its parents could do it.
All things considered, yesterday was pretty cool
Not the temps but my refreshing dip in the pool
As I splashed around
I almost drowned
As this vision appeared I started to drool
You melt my heart and other parts of my body
In fact, some of my parts are anything but floppy
You could call me tense
Rigid parts quite immense
Gasping, drooling and excessively sloppy