Best Pet Peeve Poems

A Pet Peeve

By: Olivia Rodrigue

A smile that reeks desperation
A mascaraed eye batted intently
Your falsified figures and fancies
Undermine others of my generation

To think that a woman...

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We all have our issues, that bug us to the core
For some a nasty habit, or the tapping on the door
Perhaps the way we dress,...

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I am a teacher?
That’s what you hope?

If a teacher
engages students learning what and why and how
the teacher intends, and practices,
mentors,
co-walks the walk,
then,
no,
I suppose I am...

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There was a man whose name was Mr  Loud,
he preached humility with his head bowed,
He was quite the preacher,
with a unique feature,
He was so...

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Slug or Snail
Slow you trail
The slimy path you leave
upon bark or rail
or along my pail
Glue from your tail? 
Ah bind my mail? 
Be my pet...

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A young man bought a tight pair of fleeces,

 And their stranglehold filled all the creases,

But the fit was so thin

 That he couldn't begin

...

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Son, would you tuck in your shirttail
Was something often heard
At home when I was a youngster
With harsher action inferred

My otherwise kind hearted Mother
Had shirttails as...

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One day, one time, God spoke to me.
The Creator who knows everything supposedly,
had a question that needed answering from yours truly.
"You're always helping others in...

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'Litter bugs'

Why are we such a messy nation?
When blessed with such great sanitation
The litter bugs make my blood boil
When I see street cleaners toil
So of...

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        "Resolutions Replay"




All resolutions for twenty thirteen
Always promise to start out peachy keen
dreaming or wide awake
my pet peeve...

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I look at the clock and shake my head.
We might be late-not looking good.
My friend is possibly still in bed.
This thing I've never understood!

How can...

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Count Dracula’s Love

Count Dracula’s love is blood—sweet and bright red, 
And he wants to bite your neck while you’re in bed!
Seeking his next eternal bride...

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I am sensitive, self-conscious,
Nervous, listless, anxious,
Caught up in the grind of life
Its stress and its strife.

With no goal, no aim, no purpose,
Oh, just living a...

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(Spoken) All I could do is go away without looking back 
The wind blows to and fro and I'm back on track 
You and I...

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A gnat did fly up my nose,
on purpose, I must suppose.
He set off a pet peeve,
as his wings made me sneeze,
I did pee into my...

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