Best Impolite Poems

Yawning is a bad habit don't you think
People can see what you had for breakfast
Though you enjoyed your eggs and bacon
We don't need to see what we ate last

It gets all chewed up and looks yucky poo
Pigs become history but hens take pride
In producing a...

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My mom has eyes like a hawk. 
They‘re in the back of her head. 
In town, she told me not to gawk.
I followed down the path she led.

We saw a tiger wearing skates
I stared and saw her scowl!	
There was a basket full of snakes. 
Still...

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Talking. Talking. Talking. At first it is fun, maybe even entertaining.
You are not sure exactly sure when it turns, but it does.
Suddenly the monopolizer’s ramblings no longer seem charming.
Patience worn thin, you try a few times to interject a word.
There is no pause, no break....

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