Best Under Her Thumb Poems
Visions of You Visions of You Part TwoVisions of you
I see a knight in armour – one of King Arthur’s – ready to do battle
at the drop of a word – for Queen, country, god and ego.
I see Babe Ruth, knocking balls out of the game,
in order to be the winning team...
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Categories:
under her thumb, friendship, planet, universe,
Form:
Free verse
Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle DeeWhat could I say about this fellow?
Seems like a bit of a numb nut really
But that's how it always was you know
Always under her thumb, that was he
I...
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Categories:
under her thumb, funny,
Form:
Rhyme
She Wears RedA girl can have more fun when dressed in red,
With killer high heels and a smile to turn heads.
Red is a color of deep, rich passion,
Not to mention that it is very high fashion.
She’s a flirt, and is as pretty as they come.
And with one...
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Categories:
under her thumb, clothes, color, fun, passion,
Form:
Rhyme
Without PrejudiceTake a stroll through your past life
It’s horrifying isn’t it, what you’ve found?
A past that continually haunts you
Choices made irresponsibly unsound
Now take an in-depth look again
Dismiss the prejudice you possess
So much conflict and anger
A learned behavior to be my guess
Someone poisoned your thoughts
Teaching you...
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Categories:
under her thumb, introspection, life, sad, visionary,
Form:
Sonnet
Just CheckingShe calls, I follow to the windowsill
I smile, knowing just what there is to come,
a rainy day, a cat with time to kill
but all the same I'm well 'under her thumb'.
Open the window, she sticks her head out
then pulls it back, her whiskers drip with...
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Categories:
under her thumb, cat, weather,
Form:
Rhyme
MyobFriends say that my girlfriend is dumb
And she has me under her thumb
But what they don't know
Is she's hot to go
And hugs me so tight when I come...
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Categories:
under her thumb, relationship,
Form:
Limerick
knowing more than anyone knowsa leisurely spring day with a friendly southernly wind from the west
I hang from an oak tree nearly hitting my round chin on my flat chest
from homes of unsuspecting neighbors, I hear dainty titters and more.
doddering Mrs. McCollough left for rancid happy foods grocery...
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Categories:
under her thumb, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Rhyme