Best Thight Poems
There once was a man from Duluth
whose habit was spinning the truth.
He had told the same tale
(every day without fail;
'twas getting quite long in the tooth).
He sat down to drink in a booth
then ordered a double vermouth.
He said a tornado
shaped like a potato
had taken his poor wife named, Ruth!
The men in the bar yelled, “Forsooth!”
But one woman thought it was truth
(the gal was a newbie
who'd just smoked a doobie)
and sent more vermouth to the booth.
“The first time I ever saw Ruth,”
he said, toasting her with vermouth,
(Though usually crisp
when he drank he'd a lisp),
“wath back in my youth in Duluth.
“She'd one perpendicular tooth.
When she withled came her pet gooth.
It wath love at firth thight
and we wedded that night
with her gooth on top of a mooth!”
“We honeymooned outthide Duluth
in a cabooth, just me and Ruth.”
He then heaved a big sigh
(he was getting quite high)
“And of courthe the mooth and her gooth.”
He took a big swig of vermouth
and said that they never found Ruth.
“Just an arm at the mall
and her foot on a wall,
pluth one thingle tooth in Duluth.”
He wept as he pined for his youth,
so the gal ordered up more vermouth.
Then the telephone rang
and the bartender sang,
“It's Ruth, your ex-wife in Duluth.
It's I telling you the sad truth
about her and 'who goothed the mooth'!
Now she wants a good check
that won't bounce, you old wreck,
like the last at Bank of Duluth!”
The new gal cried, “Cad, You're uncouth!
You gave your eyetooth it was truth
of poor Ruth and her gooth,
the cabooth and the mooth
in Duluth, and all for vermouth!”
The man said, “The truth in Duluth
and why I keep hitting the juithe
ith that Ruth and the mooth,
the cabooth and her gooth
were a nooth I had to cut looth!”
The new gal cried, “There weren't no gooth,
nor mooth or cabooth in Duluth!
There was just poor old Ruth
and some nooth that was looth,
plus a drunk who soaked up the juithe!”
The man from Duluth knew the truth,
“Thereth no more vermouth. Whath the uthe?”
So he crept out the back,
but the rest knew the tack:
he'd be back next day for vermouth!
Categories:
thight, drink, humor, word play,
Form:
Limerick
I am curthed with a lithp,
there'th no rethpite in thight,
cannot mathter my thpeech,
can't ecthpreth my thore plight.
Got a cold in by node,
cannot rethtrain a thneethe,
my condition'th pathetic,
I'm down on my kneeth!
I'll thtrive to be fearleth,
to thubdue my thtreth,
but I'm lothing the fight
to thuthtain happineth!
(Note: just poetry... no offense
intended or implied.)
Categories:
thight, on writing and words
Form:
Quatrain
When can I come home my baby ask me
When mom can I be free
Your mistakes have got you here
Just hold on for a few weeks dear
I know it hard to be away
But you will come home someday
When mommy I want to come back with you
I know son I want you to come with me too
But it is not up to me it is up to you
You have to stay here till your treatment is threw
I will be with you all the way I will write and visit as often as i can
You have to be strong be mommy's little man
God will watch out for you when I can not
But even if I am not there your not forgot
So just hold on son it will be alright
You will be home soon so I can hug you thight
For my son who is away at a boot camp for boys right now because of his actions at school
he is bipolar and has add sometimes it is hard to watch what our children have to go threw
and know there is nothing you can do to help except for pray. and hope that time and love
will help. thanks to all my friends on the soup for giving me a place to vent my feelings some
it means alot to write and know it is heard. Thanks to all Nita
Categories:
thight, confusion, depression, devotion, faith,
Form:
Your touch drives me crazy sends shivers down my spine
Your kiss is so sweet stops my heart
I need to know how to make you mine
I don't want the time to come for us to part
I have never meet a man like you
With your arms so willing to hold me thight
Your soul so true
Your smile so bright
I am a moth being drawn to your flame
I catch my breath every time
Your sweet mouth calls my name
Just basking in your persents is sublime
Categories:
thight, love, relationship, romance, sweet,
Form:
Every moment ,and every second am bless for having you by my side,
Holding your hand ,kissing your lips,
Chasing your thoughts inside your mind,
Clearing your tears with my smile,
Creating hope,with your promises,
Finishing your sentence when you run out of words,
Feeling up your lungs when you run out of air,
Carrying your pain from your shoulders,
If God created such beautiful girl,why is she with me?
You deserve better ,someone who will pick you up your feet,
I know I'll never be that guy,
Even if I dream,
How do I hold so much love,it seems so simple,
But I silent with your smile especially with thoes dimples,
A soft pain craws threw my chest,
It only happens when I want to run and hold you so bad,
Every moment and every second I am bless to have you in my life,
One day I hope you can be by my side,
So I can hold you thight when things get tuff,
And cry with you when you are to shy to show it,
Sadly I care a lot about you,
To bad you will never know it
Categories:
thight, first love,
Form:
Free verse
Will you catch me if I fall
Will you hold me when I am in need
Will you be there if I call
Will you set my heart free
I have kept my love locked up thight
Waiting for you to come
How do I know if you are Mr right
Has my heart found a home
Will you be there if I need you
Will you tell me everything will be okay
Will your love be ture
Or is it just given today
I want to trust you an be by your side
I want to hold you ever night
I want to go on your wild ride
As you hold my hand thight
Categories:
thight, passion, relationship, romance, me,
Form:
Free verse
I am curthed with a lithp,
there'th no rethpite in thight,
cannot mathter my thpeech,
can't ecthpreth my thore plight.
Got a cold in by node,
cannot rethtrain a thneethe,
my condition'th pathetic,
I'm down on my kneeth!
I'll thtrive to be fearleth,
to thubdue my thtreth,
but I'm lothing the fight
to thuthtain happineth!
...with apologies
Categories:
thight, funny,
Form:
Quatrain
I am curthed with a lithp,
there'th no rethpite in thight,
cannot mathter my thpeech,
can't ecthpreth my thore plight.
Got a cold in by node,
cannot rethtrain a thneethe,
my conditionth pathetic,
I'm down on my kneethe.
I'll thtrive to be fearleth,
to thubdue my thtreth,
but I'm lothing the fight
to thuthtain happineth!
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meant to be humorous...
no disrespect intended.
Categories:
thight, humorous,
Form:
Verse
I'm curthed with a lithp,
there'th no rethpite in thight,
cannot mathter my thpeech,
can't ecthpreth my thore plight.
Got a cold in by node,
cannot rethtrain a thneethe,
my condition'th pathetic,
I'm down on my kneeth!
I'll thtrive to be fearleth,
to thubdue my thtreth,
but I'm lothing the fight
to thuthtain happineth!
Categories:
thight, funny,
Form:
Verse
mabe its a style
sit think awhile
you trip
fall like a whip
the time you toots
always
THIGHT YOUR SHOE
Categories:
thight, abuse, adventure,
Form:
Light Verse
it sbout that time
see the sign
let wine and dine
drink some hot
and blot
to
THIGHT THE KNOT
Categories:
thight, passion,
Form:
Light Verse
...with apologies to those suffering from this affliction.
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I'm curthed with a lithp,
there'th no rethpite in thight,
cannot mathter my thpeech,
can't ecthpreth my thore plight.
Got a cold in by node,
cannot rethtrain a thneethe,
my condition'th pathetic,
I'm down on my kneeth.
I'll thtrive to be fearleth,
to thubdue my thtreth,
but I'm lothing the fight
to thuthtain happineth!
Categories:
thight, humor,
Form:
Quatrain
im from chicken and rice
the mean and the nice
from bad to good
from where people thight i never could
im from georgia and eric the greatest ever
im from double dutch in the streets
with nice flowing beats
from loosing my dad
who was the greatest man i've ever had
to follwing my dream
to being my dream
my life flows like a chocolate steams
im from tears of joy and tears of sad
to be in this world how im so glad
from school to school
moving almost every year some times i wonder is this cool
Categories:
thight, black african american, childhood,
Form:
I am curthed with a lithp,
there'th no rethpite in thight,
cannot mathter my thpeech,
can't ecthpreth my thore plight.
Got a cold in by node,
cannot rethtrain a thneethe,
my condition'th pathetic,
I'm down on my kneeth!
I'll thtrive to be fearleth,
to thubdue my thtreth,
but I'm lothing the fight
to thuthtain happineth!
(Note: just poetry... no offense
intended or implied.)
Categories:
thight, humor,
Form:
Verse
DON'T GET UP THIGHT
because i see the light
you think your sink
have all insight
BEING WHITE DON'T YOU RIGHT
Categories:
thight, depression,
Form:
Light Verse