Debonair Poems - Poems about Debonair

Let's keep on dancing, Love is romancing, Gardens of happy sweet rhymes, Enjoying these prime times, He is so debonair, Magic floats in the air, He bows, a hand, Clutching paws, the band, Lover and his girl, Her frock, they twirl, So, let's dance away, Fond memories, ole!...

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Debonair raccoon had his pick of women of course. He found them in the barn, cuddling next to the horse. He liked them Rubenesque, reddish and round. They gravitated him sleek and slick, marriage-bound. The horse got jealous when Debonair took them away. He liked female racoons. Many of them “made his day”. They were eager to please, and their sense...

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Tuxedo Tom was a man who was insanely debonair. Straight out of GQ, he had a manly, handsome flare. The kitties in the alley were giddy beyond compare When they smelled a whiff of Tom in the cool night air. He did not have a big head, but he knew he was cool. Another cat wanting to fight him was...

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I jumped to the lowest branch of the sycamore tree. Away from the felines who had been chasing me. I am the most suave and debonair tom around. They have been chasing me all over this blasted town. They have needs, and they want loving and kittens. I am tired of them all, Covid has me wearing mittens. My mask...

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Debonair Dog sauntered into flower show at quarter to three We offered her a glass of divinely suited lemon tea. As she held the cup, we noted her paw’s prominent pinky. She pronounced the ebony cone flowers a bit too inky Her hat was the most admirable periwinkle blue, Her purple suit outstanding, a designer’s ultimate coop. What breed is she?...

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Lord Labrador was so dapper and debonair, When the wenches saw him, they put their legs in the air. He could have his sniff of whatever female he fancied. None of them ran off or avoided him. They prance-ied. Lord Labrador was used to having things his way. He could whistle and have a steak and ale at...

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There was a master French chef named Pierre Who fancied himself quite suave and debonair __ He once cooked a grouse Said: "It's on the house" -- Too bad the Cosa Nostra'd ordered bear...

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Despite your proclivity for the dramatic, your latest love saga limps barren of marrow. Perhaps your heart’s unfruitful seeds need a harrow, lest your spent nuance-fields shrivel up traumatic. You brag and attest that cupid well tends your quest, leaving raw, arrow-clad women piled as discards. You secretly fear lust might pulse your heart to shards, yet with temerity, you divest, then...

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A "Black Tie" affair Comes with a warning It begins debonair But ends in the mourning...

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As I look beyond my garden, to the blanket on the hills, Where moonlight shines it's magic and where the icy river runs I fold my arms around me in the silver winter's chill, And see a bright star shiver, now that leaden clouds are done I let the night embrace me underneath the midnight sun Each crystal flake,...

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He gawks long at his image in horror, for there, clear in the unerring mirror, he sees his limp, thinning and graying hair, no longer that of a sleek debonair. His careless, tousled...

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A gal & guy,Rogers & Astaire Hollywood's strictly come dancing pair, Escapist glamour,without a care- On diet of beauty we once were fed, With long-legged Ginger & top-hatted Fred....

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Charming masked persona Desiring all he can take Elegant words of passion Forgetting that he’s fake Why can’t you just be yourself?...

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