Bust Poems - Poems about Bust

It all dpends

I know you can groove
but I wanna see you
dance
i wanna see you dance
I wanna see you dance
Dance
Dance
Dance for me.....
---------------------------------------

It all depends
and those who
so evers
and whats going on
and who's deemed clever
taken in account to
the calender
your plans and mine
and to what
each prefers
it al depends
it all depends

Giving consideration
to your cumstance
I'm opened to agreeing
dancers need preparation
lyrics need beleiving
it all

Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust

Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust 

Warning: The following material no worse than getting cooties. I remember them way back in grade school, whereat everyone ran away from me with worse luck than Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, who kissed the girls and made them cry, when the girls came out

Cake or Bust

There was a girl named Trina
She was a Pearl thin ballerina 
Then she ate
Chocolate cake 
Her thighs are no longer leaner

,,lust,must,,,bust,,

Lamenting over you
Infatuated by rue...

It rang true
the day i met u,,,

Wut ive been thru
Wasn,t cuz of u

I,v,e been blue
Haven't a clue

Flippin a, Y must I break?
I wont dooo it for ur sake

u 2? i beg 2 differ
if you luv me any bigger

creative n logic...
emotional and epic!

confidence
in
my
stride
and
on
my
side,

but
you
refuse
to
see
what
lies 
in
the
present...moment,,,

Retreating after a Routine Bust

how absurd…an owl,
wearing a night cap…the fowl
an audience howl

owl downs his liquor
his entertainment slicker
audience snicker

in midst, a jeerer
a foul audience nearer
here comes the sheerer

this owl on huge bough
seriously satisfied
resting one big eye

trees have been silenced
feathers like Autumn leaves float
owl is on retreat

owl dreams as bough shakes
he’s trying out sick routine
laughing to himself

Tryst or trust often its bust

Take the plunge..As I have before, try your friends..
Just to be sure.' Give them truth..Support' some trust
Then wait and see.' Expecting no love, or hate..that fire.'
For it might flare? Their will exposed, in steeped despair?
Who knows the spirit of humans? Deep to core? but one.!
The Great I Am, within deep seas we can't escape him
He's

Adjust to Gong Bust Horn Haiku

when on table went bust
Horn Haiku I had to adjust
tell tale and into head thrust

God forbid what I did
was to act like a little kid
who had flipped his (her or their) lid.

when we had an urge
after there will be a surge 
are required to purge
(did play a dirge)
(have to see a surge ((surgeon))
(erupt when we

Hollywood Or Bust

It’s an amazing situation.
Came right out of the blue.
I had to pinch my arm to
Convince myself it’s true.
They want to film my novel,
Offered an amazing price,
No more nine to five drudgery
Which sounded so very nice.

Of course they’ve changed the
Location from Neasden to Japan 
And my middle aged heroine has 
Become a muscular action man.
It’s no

Rum N Raisin 9 - France Or Bust

Raisin gave the globe a tap to make it slowly spin
“Rum,” she said, “it’s quite a big wide world we’re living in.”
Rum looked up from lapping milk and wiped some from his face,
“Use your nose to stop the globe and we’ll explore that place.”

The cat flap closed behind them and they marched off up the

Trojan Bust

Was a fine brunette, her name was Helen 
She wanted round boobs, size of a melon
Schoolfriend Paris agreed 
Milking Troy, for the deed
She got them hand reared, not by a felon

Mars Or Bust

I'm joining Elon Musk
    It's Mars or bust
  If we don't make it
    we become space dust 

  But no way that's in the cards
    We'll get there, we try hard
  As for the trip back ~
    Er, perhaps you've

Eric Eyes Cleric

The breaking news is about Eric:
That he now wants to be a cleric,
Eyes on scriptures that once pissed him off,
His time for verses that stirred his cough.
Satan has, since, been mad, tears at nights.

But-trust him - is bouncing back for fights!
Now tells Eric that he is robust,
Bulging muscles all over his bust,
His argument that the

Scrounging For Boogers Wrought My Damn Nostrils Nearly To Bust

Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust 

My humblest apology if the following account
doth gross thee out forlorn childhood of mine 
found further ostracization of me tantamount
being shipped off to  a leprosarium.

As a chronic gold digger in early grade school, 
specifically within nasal passages, I excelled at 
locating awesome gooey gems.

Bulletproof Outback

      Numb to sun's torture, scathed terrain
      Syphons cynic's air, ribs poised 
      Statuesque breath stoic barren refrain
      Skeletal inertia, rhythm devoid 


      Famine implores an acapella anthem 
 

Big Bust

A man who was built like an horse
Was stunned by his recent divorce
His wife learned her knockers
Excited some gawkers
And all of them could stay the course!

• Short Bust Poems
• Famous Bust Poems
• Best Bust Poems
• Read Bust Poems
• Long Bust Poems
• Bust Quotes