Clip Poems - Poems about Clip

…. Not of importance But Amazon now have a new department dealing with customers who set fire to their own packages...

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See the lashing of the Singer, I think he's angry at the sindlinger. He finds it hard to see the awful, Overshadowed by the gloomy belgian waffle. Who is that wavering near the horrible? I think she'd like to eat the orabelle. She is but a terrible Motherland, Admired as she sits upon a reprimand. Her lifeless car is just a dreadful, It needs...

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Sat to jot down limerick in log book Inept to find my pen carried miffed look Probed my mum who lay on bed She guffawed and slapped my head The clutched one tumbled from hair as I shook Aug 29, 2020 Note:Limerick fun poetry Contest. Syllables checked: Howmanysyllables.com Sponsored by Tania Kitchin....

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Clip it Mop it Loved Gallagher’s Pocket Inside ready to hide …. Lucy’s Locket Clip it Mop it was the bad sort of bloke Bullying others said it was a joke. Strip it Clock it and I had had enough We thumped CM, decided to get tough Clip it Mop it ran to get Boomerang They came back with silly jangly clang...

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Pee Dee Pee Dee Clip Clip Clip Clip Whee Whee Whee Sweetie Sweetie Clah Clah Eeep Eeep Eeep Clah Clah Whee Whee Whee Pee Dee Pee Dee Whee Whee Whee Birdspeak in the morning...

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Lucy bought things she may never use. Her poor hubby, irate, did accuse: “You have blown so much money!” She said, “Simmer down, Honey. I used COUPONS. Please don’t blow a fuse.” syllable count: 9 9 7 7 9 (used howmanysyllables.com) August 26, 2019, entered in Tania Kitchin's Make Me Laugh Limerick Contest...

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I opened my email list and was quickly surprised to learn, from Allison and Tim A BIT OF BAD NEWS: Some bad news, Gerald, Senator Murphy is short... I didn't bother to open it up to read the entire message because I know the Senator is taller than most of us even when both feet are firmly planted on his platform floor. I'm sure I...

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I sit and watch it all On the sheltered side Fungus grows on the trees Where the sun don't shine From deep in the woods So fast for to get back home The horse did trot Clip, clop, clip, clop The horse did trot So fast for to get back home From deep in the woods Where the sun don't shine Fungus grows on trees On the sheltered...

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The Paper Clip They were such a lovely couple From a very very rich family I was invited to The birthday party She was all of three Adorable and soon ever more sweet Once the candles were blown That huge cake would be such a treat Now the presents were a plenty Clothes, jewelry, toys Dolls, doll houses and bikes and more joys I was somewhat shy,...

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You clip my wings and tell me I must fly Unknown to me the deed, my faith is strong I stand there at the edge about to try My worth to prove, for you cannot be wrong I wait for breeze of dreams to catch my wings Secure my trust in you, I take the dare, and in my heart the...

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A ninety foot nymph in a circus bath can bathe admirably at dusk but upon rising the tidal splash brings forth many cackling crabs. Digging and dropping. Drinking and DOING. Such is the efforts of a 1 centimeter oink. Defecation is best done in the morning. Delivery of many mingling mind talk to the toilet...

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Stipulations of mild stripy animals can be seen even in a misted monument. As money is a molestation and global percentages is often hazardous. Such jeopardy in high ranking offices. Wow. Penalisation of a queue of poor is a sour and act of radicalised clerics whose antics displease the wibble wobbling signature lines of many...

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Clip-Pity Clop, Drip-Pity Drop Clip-pity clop clip-pity clop Pencil-toed I walk aloft The pavements wet and glassy grey Isolated lane for me to bestride Bloomy flowers my umbrella atop Spraying their heads at a riotous fair The rainy waters like elves in sprite Streaming down from the dark skies above Slide down my floral domey roof Encircling my every moving step Like the brandished...

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Used to be I got haircuts for two bits, Along with a shave and hair tonic spritz, From the barber bawdy jokes Juicy gossip from town blokes! ...

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Oh Paper Clip, Dear Paper Clip let me always sing your praises! You keep my pages held tight without the violence of stapling and yet your grip is so gentle as ...

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