Buff Poems - Poems about Buff

When I was fifty-five I lost weight and got into shape Exercised to the point of near ridiculous, and looked great My daughter said “Mom! You are buff!” I had never been buff before It felt terrific. Some days I wish I was fifty-five again I was never sick, I was super healthy I felt great, and I was eating right No cookies,...

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Walking is tough enough Walking uphill is more than enough Downhill is easy Fun and breezy Especially walking in the buff ...

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Puff! Puff! Puff! Gonna get real buff Working out like a fool every day Wait till the girlies get a load of this bod My gorgeous physique on display Puff! Puff! Puff! Gonna get real buff Girlies will want to slurp from my bowl Trying to get in on some of the action “Hang on now, show some control!” Puff! Puff! Puff! Gonna...

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My neighbor sometimes sleeps in the buff I'd give you more details if she were hot stuff...

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At times I sit and watch my nails grow Suddenly something inspires me and away I go Writing silly stuff About girlies in the buff I wind up getting all sweaty and I start to glow...

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Going round in the buff is my prerogative Which in some snotty circles is deemed provocative So I gives them the finger And jiggle my jigger And my jigger says it's really not appreciative...

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HUFF AND BUFF Life can be rough and tough you may huff and buff struggle and work. You may not get time for yourself. Trust me toss a coin. Heads you will suffer, suffer and suffer. Tails you will somehow survive it all till the end and life would be a structure of what agony you...

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At times I sit and watch my finger nails grow Then suddenly something inspires me and away I go Writing silly stuff About girlies in the buff I wind up getting all sweaty and I start to glow...

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It's December 3rd and still no white stuff This ole earth has decided we've had enough We're messing things up Sitting here on our butts Soon Canadians will be walking around in the buff...

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Feel silly today which is not unusual It's a brand new day and the world is beautiful Love life and stuff Sitting here in the buff Passersby are thinking I'm a wee bit delusional...

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I like a good chase in a scene To me that’s everything The plot Has to be hot And the actors Must know their places their spot The music in a movie creates the Entire vibe It’s what brings the movie Alive The wardrobe is of utmost importance It’s the love of a movie, the romance That heightens the performance The wardrobe the cast wore in Dynasty, Mahogany...

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Believe it or not, I'm running out of limerick stuff Thought it would last forever, sure thought I had enough But recently my brain Is causing me some pain Too many distractions such as young sweeties in the buff As usual!!! © Jack Ellison 2016...

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It's December 19th and still no white stuff This ole earth has decided enough is enough We're messing things up Sitting here on our butts Soon Canadians will be walking around in the buff © Jack Ellison 2015...

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Exhausted I am, filling boxes and stuff Moving day's coming quite soon enough It's happening again Too often my friends Love to settle down, just hang out in the buff © Jack Ellison 2015...

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