Best Snip Poems
A lady I met named Regina
Had a terribly slack v'gina
She said with great mirth
‘twas caused by childbirth -
She’d seventeen kids to remind her!
Fictional poem!!!
1/31/19
Sound scissors make,
each time they are
opened and closed…
Snipping out and ad
or clipping the hair…
Snip, snip, clip, clip…
By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2007
UNSUPPORTED CODE Take the threads of my being.
weave them
wind them around and
entwine love in those knots
then snip snip
seize them apart
before the poison seeps in
before the time takes away
what is sweet and what is mine UNSUPPORTED CODE
Forty years a surgeon
the finest in the land
Now he gets a shoddy watch
of inexpensive brand
Forty years he’d tolerated
laughter and derision
Just because he chose to
specialise in circumcision
But he just grinned and suffered
all the nasty jibes and quips
Because they didn’t know that
he had saved up all the tips
His wife however made a gift
for she knew how to stitch
She’d made a leather wallet
out of all those willy bits
A wallet, is that all, he said
derision on his face
Just give it a rub she said
et voilà, a suitcase
Snip-snaw lambasted me today.
Misunderstood initially,
Practically undiscovered
Until I remembered the stories of
Some others.
Zeke and Sam’s horrible, vivid scary
Stories of unkind deeds the snip-snaw had
Caused them to do, against their
Best judgement, immobilized me
To my bed for an extra hour,
Weighted blanket over my head.
Terrified burgundy hair stood up notoriously tall.
Goosebumps on my scalp,
I felt uncomfortably threatened, as I
Shook louder than a twenty-eight year old
Unbalanced washer on spin.
Yes, snip-snaw happened to me today,
I will speak of it no more,
But it was even more terrible and
Horrifyingly scary as I had ever
Had the audacity to believe.
TODAY
I trimmed my nose hairs
…….Nuff said!!
John G. Lawless
1/15/2022
The scissors go snip
While the blood just drips
The tears drip drop
While the heels clip-clop
The mind races
While looking at their disappointed faces
O, Death! I curse you,
For you are impolite,
You don't knock before you get in.
Death, where is your pity?
Yesterday, you took my sister;
Today, you snatch my brother;
And tomorrow, you will take me.
Death, how like Samson you are!
Snip-snap, you've taken a zygote;
Snip-snap, you've eaten half-mature flesh;
Snip-snap, you've devoured an adult flesh;
Snip-snap, an old flesh is gone.
Have pity on this little child!