Cuter Poems

Kids In Commercials

Kids In Commercials
Are Way More Well
Adjusted, You Know,
More Than REAL
Kids Are...

At Least They ACT
Like They Are...

You Know, But Kids
Are Cuter Than Adults...

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Who Still Do Exactly
The Same Thing...
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But More Generic.
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They Should Be CUTER!

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Let ME Just Say:

"Make 
Everybody 
Cuter Still,
Computer!"

-Gray Squirrel

09-08-2025

A MASTERSTROKE

They say you are cuter 
but through you I see myself
an artist with a masterstroke
the Wilson Ngoni of reproduction 

Your googly eyes a mirror
through which I see my past
reflections of dreams I never achieved
your rabbit ears so alert 
to hear all the good wishes 
I pronounce silently about your future

Your skin perfectly smooth
smooth enough it heals
painful wounds from my past 
They say you are cuter
but through you I see myself...

not dismal drizzle full

it is a rainy August day in Kansas
dismal?
no, rather drizzle full
An exciting day
I am meeting Molly, my granddaughter
joy parades through my veins
at nineteen, I am thrilled she wants to meet her antique grandma
but she does
she honks and waves
cuter than the last time I saw her
which was a month ago

sperm whales

What happens when someone falls out of love?

Is there a single, frozen in amber, sanctimonious moment when
you decide you’re too good for whomever - the falling-out moment
- where imperfections are revealed like a magic trick?

“Huh,” you find yourself saying, “Weren’t you cuter, half-an-hour ago?

Or is it a slow, drip, drip, drip Chinese-water-torture-like seepage?

Maybe breakups are written in the stars, you know, Mercury drifts into
retrograde and suddenly there’s empty air where your lover used to be.

I’m not in a breakup, but I like to be prepared - these are just questions.

like

Isn’t every male whale a sperm whale?
.
.
A song for this:
If I Didn't Have You (Live) by Tim Minchin

Dorothy en toto

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                 She were the
                      pretty 
                      girlie

                She were cuter
             Than the good witch
                        yep
                 i saw hern on
                 my computer

                        Yup 
                    i ordered
                        hern
                         en
                        toto

Sundrops

Perennially, like the angels, bloom with a bright smile
Like the sun, radiant with perpetual light and life
Ever youthful, and like the goddess Dyana, fruitful
How slimly and sternly you are held by a green stem fife!

Like the primrose or Auricula, bright yellow or pink
Cuter than Primulas, Polyanthuses, and Pansies
Of course, not like the touch-me-not! Night and day, yet you blink.
Your smile and scent are beyond all fashion-showy fancies.

it's, yet, your spiritual greatness that pulls me to you.
Cosmically healing all and triggering optimism
You heal, they say, and restore any person to youth too.
Does, in your shade or fade, anyone find true pessimism?

Do you, dear, yet live devoid of existential crisis?
I know it's in overcoming these that you find your bliss.

Photo Greetings

The card says Happy Holidays!
But in each family pose
We understand the message
Such a blitz of photos shows.

Our lives are so much better
Than the ones that you might lead.
Our kids are cuter and our home
Is fabulous, indeed.

Just look at where we’ve traveled -
Our vacations were the best!
Don’t think about the fun you’ve missed
Or it will get you stressed.

We hope your holiday is great
Although we’re sure you know,
Compared to ours it will be worse,
No matter where you go.

Mercat Finds a Mirror

Mercat was in the deepest of the deep blue sea
The eighth sea if you ask the likes of Pirate Lee
When she found a mirror that belonged to me
I am so beautiful! She said with pronounced glee.

The other maids were tittering about this kitty-she.
So brazenly boastful, said one of the cuter ones, Tee.
Why shouldn’t she be proud? Asked her cousin Zee.
After all, she is the only mercat in the deep blue sea.

Vivacious

She flits around the room like a butterfly.
Gorgeous and vivacious that’s my girl going by.
All across the floor dress up clothes are strewn.
Like a butterfly she flits around the room.

She lights up the place with her infectious smile.
Never in one place for more than a short while. 
She’s our dream come true, such a pretty face.
With her infectious smile she lights up the place

The sun shines brighter when she is around.
She comes running to show me what she’s found.
A smooth shiny rock or a ladybug to delight her.
When she is around the sun shines brighter.

Whenever she dances her little fingers wiggle.
She finds so many things funny, her cute little giggle.
The cuter she gets the more our life enhances.
Her little fingers wiggle whenever she dances.

She is so full of life our spirited, happy little elf.
When she paints a picture, she also paints herself.
She is a blessing from God for me and my wife.
Our spirited, happy little elf, she is so full of life.

Ode To Australian Numbat

australian numbat is cuter than a chipmunk, monkey or cat.
with deep claws that know how to dig out food so fat.
tiny brown eyes and shiny nose remind us of the snout of a deer.
his striped eye socket is chipmunk-like, and crystal clear.

termites are the numbat’s diet of choice of course.
never a poetic subject of Poe or Joyce, like a horse.
but he devours termites twenty thousand strong.
not yearly, but daily. I do not think this is wrong.

reptiles and raptors – pythons and eagles too….
try to catch and devour numbats as foxes do.
numbats sense of smell is overly developed, keen.
at Yookamurra Sanctuary they can easily be seen.

mumbats' caves and cottages are actually hollow logs.
where he can hide from feral cats and dogs.
george moore recorded his first one in 1833.
“Looks like a squirrel, weasel or striped cat to me.”

Three Boyfriends Have I

Three boyfriends have I, whom I could marry
    Just hit '39' again, so I'd better not tarry

  #1's hair is so long and so curly
    I don't know anyone cuter
  Sleeps all day, and mopes nights away
    I call him 'My Active Brooder'  

  #2 seems polite, a man with some manners
    but when he gets mad, ain't nobody ruder
  He's into MK-47's, MAGA, the NRA
    I call him 'My Active Shooter' 

  #3's vision's amazing, like Superman's
    though frankly, there's nobody lewder
  He stares at every skirt that comes his way
    I call him 'My Active Denuder'

  O, What should I do, I just can't decide
    I've got to get married, before I die
  Wait - My cat's my best friend, I'll marry him
    I'll start a Go-Fund-Me, get 'Jaspar' neutered

Order, Order, Order

I can order, order, order
And return, return, return.
I’m an Amazon supporter
But I guess I’ll never learn

That the odds of really finding
Something perfect while online
Takes a mountain of reminding
That most things won’t wind up mine.

Either it appears in person
Nothing like when on the screen
Or my views on it will worsen
When my mirrors intervene

Or the comfort level’s lacking
Or it’s sparking zero joy;
Then it’s time to send it packing,
Keeping truckers in employ.

So it’s back to the computer
Where I’ll start my endless scroll.
Surely I’ll find something cuter – 
I can feel it in my soul!

Eeeuw a Baby Sister

Gobs of happiness, bundles of joy!
My sister turned out to be a boy

Mom said, “Welcome your little brother!”
She'd been promising me the other

You know! EEEUW... a baby sister!
Imagine if I had to kiss her!

Thanks to the stork way up high
If Mom had a girl, I'd probably die!

Sisters don't wrestle or play with guns
They play with dollies, have girlie fun

Glad the way things have turned out
Us guys are buds, there's really no doubt!

I know! I realize they're people too
In fact, some are cute, this is true

But if you're gonna give me my druthers
I would much prefer a baby brother!

The moral is, if you eat your veggies
Your Mom will be happy and never edgy

A contented Mom will usually bear fruit
With a baby boy who'll be cuter than cute!

These are the words of a real little boy
Who won't even try to hide his joy!

He comes right out, it's not a quiz
Boys are superior and that's how it is!

In jest...

Bored No More

Little Zoom a very white mouse,
who lived in a humongous house,
single and without any spouse;
but he loved Strauss, but he loved Strauss.

Though he tried to learn how to waltz,
always needing some smelling salts,
his clumsiness was not his fault;
had plenty schmaltz, had plenty schmaltz.

One day he received a scooter,
with red wheels it looked like pewter,
on it there was no one cuter;
Waltzing scooter!  waltzing scooter!

Now Zooms spins around the big house,
this scooter-waltzing little mouse,
to the enchanting strains of Strauss;
a waltzing mouse, a waltzing mouse.

Prince of Busan

In the purple ocean deep
You came to us serendipitously
Became a filter of our lives
Took a promise as "Love Yourself"
Seeing our universe from your smile
Gazing at your unique style
Cuter and sweeter than honeyed mochi
Or warmer than the sultry sun
The ability of your duality starts
By melting all the ARMYs hearts

You are the Prince of Busan Jiminah!

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