Best Frumpy Poems

COME ON SOUPER'S LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE FOLK SMILE DURING SUCH DIFFICULT TIMES FOR US ALL. THERE ARE LOTS MORE APT NAMES ...

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I was an experienced family therapist, helping families maintain functionality,
As wandering, starlit seasons maintain all nature, being rooted in practicality.

I loved preserving healthy relationships, that...

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Teach and study, cook and clean
Write a poem in between
All the chores and daily life
Perfect Mom, half decent wife

Work and work and dream and dream
Scrub...

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There was an old lady, a frumpy old bag
who people called horrid, a witch and a hag
And 'though she was ugly and danced 'mid moonbeams
all...

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She’s dead they said!
She I thought. Who is she?
I stared straight down at a frumpy old thing.
On the bed, a lump, so dead.

Was that me?...

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The Fifties were really and truly not all that square
Though that dullard Dwight D. sat in the Executive Chair
And his frumpy wife Mamie had really...

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(Madame is pronounced with accent on maDAME, the French way)

Near a hole in the wall, with no qualm,
Never seen, sits a frumpy Madame.
Using lotion, she...

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My monster has a funny name, 
It is Eileen; she has no shame
She tries her best to bring me down
gifts me the thorns, instead of...

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Fall, she dresses down, while 
winter prepares for its rest.
Summer wears her greenest gown, 
but never, ever wears a frown.

Winter can get grumpy; 
if awakened,...

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I wake early- even before the birds,
my nightgown is thread-bare, all a tatter;
when I try to talk, I just lose my words,
my mirror reveals...

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Sue’s curvaceous body’s turned lumpy
Her clothes are so tight, she feels frumpy
She’s discovered the cause
It’s the darn menopause
Sue’s irritable and so grumpy!

12-19-17...

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The morning paper is everywhere, the breakfast dishes, are here and there
Her feet up in the easy chair, the old man in his underwear
The phone...

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NO FUN IN THE SUN


Ocean 
notion !

Swimsuit
pursuit

Beach wear
despair !

Avail
a sale

Appraise
the maze

Undress
distress

Critique'
is bleak

Frumpy
bumpy

Designed
maligned

Too small
too tall

Too slim
Too grim

Belly
jelly
 
Suppress
excess

Behind
unkind

From rear
Some tears

The thighs
the sighs

Brutal 
futile!!

Buy none
Bye fun !!...

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Sue reclined on the bed in the buff
Her hubby said ‘phowar you’re hot stuff’
She sobbed at the true cause
It’s the darn menopause
Then shouted cos she’s...

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SELF REFLECTIONS

These are poems about mirrors, images, self-image, reflections, impressions and self-reflection. 

Self Reflection
by Michael R. Burch 

for anyone struggling with self-image

She has a comely...

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