Charley Poems - Poems about Charley

Charley Lou is a mouse who is totally hip At age thirteen, she thinks she has a grip. She wears plaid skirts that flip at her hip A pro at giving truant officers the slip. I have it on authority from a likely source, Charley Lou’s high-top shoes are from Chicago of course Dangling in her ears are clip gears from...

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sweet tooth pig Charley Barley had cupcakes on her head. tied into an oversized crystal goblet, full of sugarplums all red. there were lollypops and m and m’s, so she would be well fed. we followed her all over hoping she would drop a few my cousin said....

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Ouch! Alright, I confess to overuse, But easy does it, tiger. Good grief! Must you kick me when I'm down? When do you go numb? I beg, release... Your grip on my achy calf muscle!...

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Neighbor’s son, Charley Rabbit was apparently some kind of flying ace. He was one of the few rabbit pilots in world war two to keep the pace. Parents went on and on about his exploits, it was practically a disgrace. Not one of these unbelievable stories came with a sliver of grace. I figured Charley Rabbit would be as...

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Beatnik Charley had glowing fingers of soul When they began tapping a beat, there was never a goal. They understood people, and had them dancing around. He had a unique way of drumming. An incredible sound! Beatnik Charley brought in women all over New York. Many were vegetarians, other smelled totally of pork. They were his groupies, loving him for being who...

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Charley has taken his class hostage; he is seven. His classmates are terrified of his out-of-control behaviors. There is a perpetual glare on his face, he seems angry always. He snarls and growls, sneers, and prowls around as they try to do their work. His work is on the floor where he has thrown it. or it is in...

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Charley In Carolina a young man’s journey began. Today in Mississippi was it’s end. Dressed in the best he had, they returned an old man to the ground; in the shade of a white oak, Ginseng berries all around. His was a tale of pain and woe. His brother lost at Perryville, the greatest blow. In ’65 alone forty miles to LaGrange, his...

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here lies ole bones charley he pleyd dem bones smartly rekin now he be apleyin hsself Authors Note: Please leave a comment good or bad let me know what you think. The spelling,grammar errors are done intentionally. It is my attempt to keep within the 1800's era writing style. A writer in that time period was lucky to be able to...

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charley chases mice, leaves ollie my dog. then he sleeps soundly in the warm sunshine....

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