Commando Poems | Examples

What's the Deal with Tarzan?

Tim Roth gets shot, and what emerges? Blood.
His innards act like wrecked intestines should.
Those fifties-movies injuns really suck,
with tactics redolent of Donald Duck!
“The whiteys circle wagons, as we feared:
so let’s just ride around them – get mown down!”
You’d see more bloodshed watching Charlie Brown.
And why does Tarzan never grow a beard?

Tim Robbins plans a prison break. Oh well,
they’ll catch him quickly when they search his cell.
It’s never searched, or posters changed, in fact.
And why was Thomas Hagan never whacked?
And Cage’s “Wicker Man” was just plain weird,
and not remotely scary. I’m at ease
with oddball cops with masks on: “Not the bees!”
But why does Tarzan never grow a beard?

“Commando” – Arnie’s shooting-up a storm:
a hundred dead a minute is the norm.
The baddies take ten thousand shots at him,
to no avail. They’re not from Arnie’s gym! 
You want to know why Rin Tin Tin’s revered?
The dog’s so smart, he counts: he knows when you’ve
exhausted all six slugs – then makes his move.
Yet why does Tarzan never grow a beard?

Commander of Ghost Protocol

She wakes at six, a soldier’s pride,
Yet dodging texts like enemy fire with stride.
Discipline sharp, routine on point,
But replying? Nah, won’t even anoint.
 
Her thumb trained in stealth, like a commando ghost,
Evading my message like it’s classified post.
No salute, no signal, just tactical ignore,
She’s on a mission to reply nevermore.
 
So here’s to the General of Ghosts, all hail,
Dodging conversations like incoming hail.
A warrior in silence, bold and elite,
Too tough for texts, but quick on her feet

Earthquake and Japan

The bizarre scene when Earth has been pressured
And on Richter Scales this can be measured:
When the immovable readily quake,
Not a single hard rock failing to shake…

A punishment too familiar to Japan
At a period hitting her like a pan.
Often her feared National Tragedy 
She’d kept devising a ‘Stop Strategy!
How preventable it was ‘Quite Doubtful!
Whenever it struck whisky a mouthful…

The matched with Virulent Epidemic, 
Cruelest act of God to Academic:
Wars orchestrated by commando…

Habitations could look like Dog’s Breakfast,
High Death Tolls asking for Religious Fast:
No longer wise raising brick houses,
Better rooms as light as today’s blouses…

Not a thing she could contain with Judos;
The day Judo does, by all means Kudos…

Freshman Blues

Walking off a High School wedgie,
Just digging out my underwear.
Lodged tight in the crack of doom,
These days it seems they're always there.

This daily Freshman ritual,
I try to face with chin held high.
I laugh so they don't see my pain,
But it's hard for me not to cry.

Ruffed up by every Senior,
I've got to stave off that fear look.
They take my picture on their phones,
Hope it won't be in our yearbook.

I know there's not much I can do,
It's time I should take a stand though.
But since I'm only five foot four,
Maybe I should go commando.

Distinction Gone Into Extinction

Where does one find True Extinction
Long gone into sad extinction?

Know I some doubly soiled magistrates
Clean for their mansions with balustrades,
A wife-beater philanthropist
Who would not pay for bandaged wrist,
A lauded sharp shooter commando
Who fired and missed stalked Fernando 
And doctor who called colleague 'Dummy'
But swab forgot in patient's tummy...
And it's second missionary journey
Prompting a bribing of Attorney.

Guys V Girls Night Out Checklists

Guys v Girls 

Pre night out checklist

Girl's

Push up bra clevage out

Going commando 
2 pair's of spare knickers

Make up plastred on over an
inch thick

Fake tan , eyelashes , nails

Botox infused duck lips 

Sporadic sprinkling of glitter
everywhere

Stiletto heeled shoes barely
able to stand upright in

See through dress so short
displaying bits of flesh that 
have never seen the
light of day before

Token handbag no coat

Fake i.d in order to get in 

Check complete let's go girl's

You never know tonight
1 of us could meet our
Prince charming or Soulmate

Guy's

Cash 20 fags 

1 condom just incase you
never know fingers crossed

Splash of cheap aftershave

Job done check complete

Right boys come on

Let's have it

1st one to throw up pass
out start a fight or gets off 
with a fat or ugly
bird is a total and utter legend

And gets free drinks bought
for them for the rest of the
night

The Knickerless Vicar - Contains Innuendo :- Collaboration With Nina Parmenter

For a man of the cloth, our dear vicar
is not very partial to clothes
He is almost allergic to trousers
and y-fronts get right up his nose.

Ev’ry Sunday as he climbs in the pulpit
(where the choir boys are sitting below)
His meat and two veg are seen swinging
And it’s proof that he is commando

The ladies who bake and do flowers
don’t know if to scream or to peek
but Olga the Organist’s smiling
and she’s practising eight days a week!

At this year’s summer fete it was breezy
and the wind, I’m afraid, took its toll
His cassock blew up to his waistline
as he served up the last sausage roll

I've heard when he goes on vacation
He suns himself on a nudist beach
and his wife applies his sun lotion
to stop his tush looking like a ripe peach

03/14/20

The Poet In Me

By Parizo Van Thulare 

The echo of my rhyming 
Making waves from the calcaneus up the nerve of auditory 
Cleansing all which was blocked in tympanic membrane 

This is poetry 's Lambast 
The beauty of wisdom making Blast 
This how i Cast 

Hear them throb through the cortical cells 
Storming and stomping as the dozer of Bells 

The words through my lyics 
The bond of my syllables
The fonts of the collabo 
This is me the Commando 
Parizo De Lá  Poerto

My Love

You are a lortus in masserati 
A horsepower in Kawasaki
So sexy as Lamborghini Garllado 
So smashing my machillargo 
As luxurious as the Jeep Commando 
As bold as those seats Picanto  
I love you  like my Yamah

The Compendium

By Paris Thulare

This time I wear no dark color
This time I wear no scar 
My words cleansed me 
My lines made me 

From bieng a Black child 
I transformed and became  The Voice 
Egoisim and Pride tasted my margins 
From the Harbour with Valour I began singing Night Hyms 

Unexpectedly Feelings bled
I started chasing paper 
 I fell  for The Wrong 
Became A Fool 
I Rose Still

There began The Voyage with Poetry 
It brought the best in me 
I became a Paper orphan 
The Invention of a village life 
The Legend Walking 
From Being A Lyric Commando 
To being Parizo La Poeta

Parizo :The Lyric Commando

By Parizo Van Thulare

Rise!my poet rise!
The words you speak are wise 
The stanzas you roll with are mild 
Like stars at night 
You always shine so bright 
You rhyme with pride 
You woke the broken from the hive 
You raised the saddest with your mike 
Yet they are taking over the streets
 They want to hike 
All the way to you to taste the poetic life

The Author

THE AUTHOR
The author is stronger than a panther
he can love a lady but not chaff her.
So strong and hard like a rock
and 2018 is the last year hes broke.
He brings order like shepherd with a flock
like a good shop keeper never runs out of stock.
Hot like fire
hes a Commando without an attire
day after day he goes higher
till he builds hes own empire.
He fears and respects Jah
cause only him can take him far
on a smooth road covered with tar.
Falling and rising is hes weakness
but one day he will rise and never fall in darkness.
To every soul on earth i say Jah bless
forever he shall bless covering you with his grace.
He looks simple
with a single dimple
but more powerful than a male hippo
try him you loose your Nipple.
Soon hes shinning to the world
hes being separated from the crowd.
EMMANUEL KABWE.

Ramparts Abb

My home is on the farthest ramparts
And in the darkest of canyons deep 
Where scanning vultures circle my keep. 

My home is in the hottest jungles
And the sandy desert wastes so dry.
Where scanning buzzards circle and cry.

My home is in the frigid mountains
And huddled on shores rocky and damp
Where scanning ravens circle my camp.

I am on the prowl both day and night
Call me commando, seal, or ranger                    
Others thrive because I face danger.

Two Preying Birds

I'm like a SEAL team commando
After several cups of espresso
I like to dive bomb
With great aplomb
A gyrfalcon? I think so

To poach me is illegal
My name evokes the regal
I reach astonishing speed
When I'm ready to feed
You can call me a golden eagle

Fernando Dando

There once was a man from Orlando
Who went by the name Fernando Dando
Ran out of laundry soap
What to do, what a dope
Decided to go it commando



Submitted on August 19, 2018 for contest CELEBRITY LIMERICK sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN  -  RANKED 10TH

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