Best Tot Poems
Hot apple pie Mom took so long to make
sat briefly on the shelf so temptingly!
Nobody thinks a sweet wee tot could take
hot apple pie Mom took so long to bake.
I’ve shut my mouth about my tummy ache.
One more vanished pie stays a mystery.
Hot apple pie Mom took so long to make
sat briefly on the shelf so temptingly!
For the "Alphabet Contest -Letter A" that I am not sure is going to be judged, but I wrote it a while back after I saw it posted, so will post it anyway! Are you out there, Freddie???
an innocent child,
a nineteen-month-old baby,
was senselessly shot;
cold drive-by shooter
killed a cherished little boy--
with a heartless plot
endless tears of pain--
as we remember the love
of this lifeless tot
*baby was not the intended target
i have little tater tot
til it talks crap and gets shot
i eat it then get really sad
and then comes back and beats te crap out of me because it's mad
so i went and got drunk at a bar
and when i left i got hit by a car
and then i got up to run
it was clear he wasn't done
he came and beat me with a bat
and then got up and got mauled by a cat
and as i was laying there half alive
i seen my tater tot and started to cry
and them i ate it then it died
a and then i went home to my wife
im glad that tater tot is out of my life
Twintig tien tot nou
So vinnig soos jy inwurm… in troosprys vlees-genot
..en dink dat dit so lank sal hou; Pasop vir toekoms lot!
En as ek dan verkeerd mag wees – bewys dit dat jy het
presies gedoen wat ek kon sien; Die fout was niè ons bed!
As ek die feite reg verstaan; en my gedagtes dwaal
na daardie tyd toe hy besluit; my by my werk kom haal –
en saam met ons… aan tafel sit – selfs oorslaap vir die nag…
Die legkaartstuk ontbloot aan my…: dat jy hom toè al smag!
En effens met die tyd verloop; steeds in ons ou verhaal.
(Dit was daai aand wat èk weg was) jou skandes jou inhaal.
Gesê dat dit ‘n hoorsê was…; jy hom nie aan wou raak…
Twee jaar later, facebook wys…, jul foto amper naak!
Nou sê jy my dat ek verbrou en jou wou agterlaat?
Terwyl die laaste legkaartstuk jou sondes teen my haat
wil ek probeer om aan te gaan…; my lewe op te bou
in plaas daarvan om blindelings my drang te onderhou.
Ek draai my rug finaal op jou, maak jy maar soos jy moet.
Mag hy jou gelukkig maak. Mag jy hom alles gee.
Ek was my hand onskuldig met - my vredevol’ gemoed
terwyl ek dan die laaste traan…; hier van my wang af vee.
1 Tequila Shot Down
I'm writing my first line.
2 Tequila Shots Down
I'm continuing to rhyme.
3 Tequila Shots Down
I could do this all day.
4 Tequila Shots Down
Um, uh,...What was I gonna say?
5 Tequila Shots Down
I can do this time after time.
6 Tequila Shots Down
My can always rhyme altogether all the time every time I rhyme.
7 Tequila Shots Down
Mall this stuff just I wrote by is far my best.
8 Tequila Shots Down
My have to give probably this arrest.....sorry, I meant a rest not arrest.
9 Tequila Shots Down
Rhyme still rhyming my butt all the over place.
10 Tequila Shots Down
I to have right stop now. I'm feeling really fit shaced.
11 Tequila Shots Down
Aww wwwhat the hheck. Good for,.. one luck,.. and,...
[CLUNK!},...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Apology from the author:
The above titled caption should read
The Tequila Shot Rhyme Drinking Game
NOT
The Shequila Tot Dhyme Rrinking Game
My Apologies,
but in my defense, I did enter the title subject matter immediatly after performing my little
tequila experiment.
Again, my apologies.
If I've started a new fraternity craze,
Again, my apologies.
Mama's tater tot hot dish
get's taste buds flowing
burger tots onions soup cheese
burger onions soup
layer on bottom
add tots and
Bake !
Receipe
layer on bottom
hamburger in chunks
add chopped onion
pour on cream of mushroom soup no water
layer tots on top bake 1 hr covered in foil @ 350
than 1 hour uncover til goden brown
drip the chedder cheese on
than devour lol
There’s a little guy, who you may know,
He’s friendly, pudgy, and plump.
And he puts on quite a funny show,
When he plays he likes to hop and jump!
He’s mostly colored all black,
With a tail he can stick up and make fuzzy.
He has a white streak down the middle of his back.
Can you tell me, which animal is he?
Yes, he’s a skunk and his name is Tater-Tot,
And he lives right here at the zoo.
He loves to play and eat a whole lot,
But he’s not stinky and he can’t spray you!
He’s a mammal and an omnivore,
He eats all of his vegetables and meat.
But when he’s done, he always wants more!
And he always spills food cause he’s not very neat!
He’s up all night and he sleeps all day,
He’s nocturnal and can’t see very well.
He’s cute and cuddly and loves to play,
He may not stink, but boy can he smell!
Found a new friend, love her a lot
Country charm is what she's got
An absolute sweetie through and through
Her tender heart shines, bright and true
Knew right away she was sumptin' special
In her down home charm I've started to revel
Love the lingo from back in the hills
She promised to use it, sure hope she will
Dagnabbit, she's gone and done blowed me away
As she prances round with that old sashay
Her charms overflow, so hard to resist
Ain't gonna try, just enjoy the bliss
Sure don't wanna make her feel uncomfortable
But this dearest new friend is simply adorable
Found a new friend, I sure love her a lot
Her closest friends all call here Tot
© Jack Ellison 2014
na ja
das boot ist tot
weil die fische
nich im staub
schwimmen
koennen.
Trump A Tiny Tot On Trial
Trump always did seem so infantile;
That was his manner and also style;
Diapers does need,
Which will impede;
Can you imagine him being on trial.
Jim Horn
teeter-tot
upward shot
he was here
now he's not
i'm life's spark
i take flight
from the dark
to the light
a see-saw
old grandpa
weakened heart
brand new start
Crawling about was this cute little tot
Mummy and Daddy loved her such a lot
A cheeky little smile and a funny face
Love for all three was now taking place
It's true what they say how quickly they grow
Where indeed does the time disappear and go
The baby that crawled is now a walker
Words come out and she's now a talker
The cute little tot I'm afraid is no more
A teenager with attitude that's for sure
Mummy and Daddy are now mum and dad
Still the best thing in their lives they ever had
When I was a tot I ran a lot with bare feet
When I was a girl I'd twirl steps on repeat
Discovering high heels and thrills of my teens
As I age I kneel to pray with feet under me
counting toes of babe
we hope not slow or delay
faith undefeated
So tot pen name as gorilla, dogs and monkeys have many pen names
Toddlers learn to walk.
Only then, they learn to talk,
Testing me with jolting squawk!