Contst Poems - Poems about Contst

my contst pom - compliant son! Oh son, I pity you try but fail In Biology, lizards, rats have tail I told, mug up ,vomit words You'll pass, you'll fly high as birds In quiz, Madam said, you spit up a snail?! 12th October 2016...

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In front of a blackboard I walk Around in my classroom and talk Of motion and fall, Gravity on a ball, My hands and my shirt full of chalk. October 12, 2016 For vivs missing lttr contst Sponsored by Viv Wigley...

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Last Christmas an ugly old frog got fat drinking holiday nog. But I saw him this fall looking not fat at all - in bright shorts out taking a jog! Writtn Oct 10, 2016 for vivs missing lttr contst...

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Zip lining across the blue sky, I thought I saw Miss Piggy go by, wearing a pink boa, yelling out "amore,'" realized now that pigs can in fact fly! 10-12-16...

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Climb to a high mountain shack Pot and good **** in my pack A hot Navy flick A hot busty chick My pants captain said, "Up stack!"...

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My Contst Pom On day I saw a dog, Who’s mug was that of a frog, His bark was a croak, That astonishd the folks, Who stood by th swamp aghast. Written: 10/11/16 Submitted for: vivs missing lttr contst - Potry Contst Sponsored by: Viv Wigly...

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Bounti-fall By: Blake Myers Blowing trsss, sounding of rain, It is that timn of yr again, Crisp air, cool brzzz, soon to b night, Hay and pumpkins always in sight, If ol' scaircrow only had a brain....

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A silly tall man from Walsall Thought that climbing high on a wall And standing on top By starting his drop That this fall would turn him back small....

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Good morning ma’am, how do you do? How I wish I was going with you On a trip on a boat With a sail for a coat Crossing rain, sky, and windy storms too...

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A limrick for Viv Wigly, I had to scrawl my words so Kwigly, Vino a proposal Alcohol at disposal I barf’d and my writing is Sqwigly 10/10/2016...

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I thought I saw a duck going amuck In front of a racing truck, Not much fun at first spy To find as I go by, That duck driving this truck was a cluck....

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Andy's crib was so small For a gait or a crawl Boos and tantrum brought busy mum Oh this was a catcall. vivs missing lttr contst - Poetry Contest for Money 10-09-2016...

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A masochist plans his own burial You'd think our man was malarial But a fallacy it is 'Tis pain that is his Ado for such an actuarial...

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May was riding on a duck For thirty two odd days ...

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My Contst Pom ‘Josh Kibosh’ who has only small-scale splash cash looks for a young woman’s copious plash stash when his hogwash commands dosh Josh’s gluttonous slosh habits turn posh so Madam transforms flash in his pan into pulp-mash 08th October 2016...

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