School Couplet Poems | Examples
These School Couplet poems are examples of Couplet poems about School. These are the best examples of Couplet School poems written by international poets.
Who dictates what is cool
He who drops out of school?
Who sets the tone for what is hip
He who gives the fuzz the slip?
Who decides what is in
The fellow with the cheshire-cat grin?
Who gets to define success
He who is given to excess?
Who is a veritable magnet for sex
He who stands for hours erect?
Who writes cutting-edge couplets like these
My dogwood, but he has the fleas
A baby is born
His hair is shorn…
Off to school
Learns the rules…
Gradates college
The army he dodges…
Gets married, buys a house
Raises a family with his spouse...
Grows old, less and less bold
His tent at last he folds…
Nowhere is mentioned service
That’s what makes me nervous
For the first 17 years, nothing much changed.
But there are two events vivid in my memory.
My father's demise, changed everything.
It unveiled my first taste of instabilty.
Daddy wasn't perfect, but he was always there.
He did not always bother to understand,
But all 12 of us knew that he always cared.
He was a rock without one trace of sand.
The second event was graduating high school.
This happened four years after daddy's demise.
No longer would a creek be my swimming pool;
And farm work would no longer be despised.
I was becoming an adult, being set free.
Those two events in May have stuck with me.
An unexceptional person in every way
was Jeffrey Jonathan Jay
His smile as bright as a mostly cloudy day
he liked to be called “JJ”
School wasn’t for him, he didn’t stay
got a job in a fast-food place, ‘Taco-Ole’
Drifted from town to town, slept on piles of hay
by thirty, his hair was turning gray
Met the love of his life, a girl named Mae
their affair lasted one whole day
After making love at night, she silently wandered away
poisoned the gin in his flask, what more can I say
Six plus three is eight
School is really great
Two plus five is nine
It’s never been this fine
One times one is four
My teacher I adore
Math comes to me so easily
~ Why’d I get a ‘B’
Can’t fly, no wings
no voice, can’t sing
Can’t act, no passion
wardrobe's out of fashion
For music, no ear
quit school, no career
Always fall, can’t play ball
so ~ I chronicle it all
Man’s best friend passes loyalty test
Also best friend of girl in tan dress
A warm wet nose black eyes confess
He follows where she goes nevertheless
When she cries he whimpers too
Her laughs and sighs inspire him to
Waiting by the door when she is in school
Puppy love amour is a girl and her pooch
My Diploma Reads
“School Of Hard Knocks”
Miracle Man
1/6/2025
Your time and your talent I once heard said,
was all a young person needed to get ahead.
So I’d rise up early and lace up my shoes,
I spent a few years just paying my dues.
The life goal I had was to retire some past fifty,
but this wouldn’t happen without being thrifty.
I posted my goals where I’d review every day,
along came promotions and raises in pay.
I invested in the market and had a 401-K,
investing paved the road that I travel today.
In the “school of hard knocks” I learned tricks,
and I was able to retire at the age of fifty-six.
Twas thirty years ago, since ending my quest,
I have no regrets, because God has truly blessed.
Rebecca was three years old when Isaac took her for a wife
Nineteen years later, no children, but still pro-life
Finally pregnant, Rebecca’s joy was short-lived, with twins inside
tossing and turning tumultuously in the embryo of Isaac’s bride
Rachel heard of this and learned her lesson
Meeting Jacob at age five, her brother Laban said: ‘No messin’
Seven years (and one week) later, they finally got hitched
Thoughts of kids at five, ‘unceremoniously’ ditched
As long as they're slobs
We have jobs
I am that kid who grew up in public school
that kid who usually followed most rules.
I am the kid who was bullied by many
had a few friends, but really not any.
I am the one who will shop your Instacart order
and yet ware my feelings on my shoulder.
I am the bus monitor on a special needs bus
I interact with the children so they don't fuss.
I am the woman with a wonderful man
he is the start and finish of what I am.
I am a Princess a Child of Jesus The King
Jesus Christ is Lord of my life and my everything.
Finding excuses, child’s play
Just wish your mistakes away
Never a rainy day for you
Compliments only and trophies too
You’re the best there ever was
At least that’s the ‘round here buzz’
You hit a friend smack in the jaw
Not to worry, no one saw
Insulted your teacher after school
Her hands are tied, that’s the rule
You’re the Teflon kid we all love to hate
You’ll get yours someday, just wait…
In the sixties I went to university
where I experienced much diversity
For example, among fraternities
mine went from ‘Kegs-a-Tappin’
to ‘Pills-a-Poppin’
~ LSD, we were a-droppin’
Athletics were a big deal too
freshman year we were football champs
senior year, listened to Led Zeppelin’s mega-amps
Then there was good old politickin’
After Kent State life was great
Semester cancelled, May 14 the date…
To let us work for our 'favorite candidate'
Mine wore 6-inch heels, raised my pulse rate…
Oh, I learned a whole lot in school
~ mostly, how to break the rules
let not narrow ego cravings befool ~
love’s the only rule in this earth life school
Over 50% of high school marchers
cannot identify the 'river'
and think it's the 'Carribean Sea'
Why pay the kids to march, Mr. Soros
their meaningless chants bore us
Pay them instead to take geography classes
so they don't appear be such dumb asses