My pet horsefly is so darn finicky
Dings every male in the vicinity
Only goes for rock stars
Who play a mean guitar
She will not accept a facsimile
Categories:
finicky, giggle, insect, music, star,
Form: Limerick
I went to the grocer
To buy her some food
But she turned her nose up
Seems nothing looked good
I went to the butcher
To buy her some steak
But she insisted
‘Twas all beyond fake
I drove through the drive-through
To get her a bite
The fries were too greasy
And didn’t taste right
So I took her home
At a loss, in defeat
Found her at the litter box
Eating cat treats
Categories:
finicky, food, nursery rhyme,
Form: Quatrain
Kentucky's Jim Beam
is hardly my friend,
and I do not know
neighbor Jack Daniel.
Uh, personally,
I favor a blend:
Common Old Crow or
Wild Turkey will do.
I have a good friend,
who prefers special
flowers, as in the
tasty Four Roses,
particularly!
Another friend, she
prefers a good Gin.
No tequila, please!
The hangover is
intolerable,
and I will not drink
a cold beer, you hear?
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Written April 8, 2021
For the “Anacreontic Verse” poetry contest
Sponsored by Silent One
20 lines - 5 syllables per line checked by How Many Syllables.com
Categories:
finicky, drink, humor,
Form: Free verse
No Almond Joy for coconut
Please don't suggest roasting chestnuts
Stifled by sage and pumpkin spice
Cauliflower rice won't entice
Though blasphemous, I'm not bluffing
I am not thankful for stuffing
He picks out onions, celery
All for love of finicky me.
11/10/18
Categories:
finicky, food, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
I really enjoy and appreciate poetry
And about it have often been finicky;
Am your slave;
You will crave
All of my poems that are never kinky.
Writing poems on I am proceeding,
While learning how to be leading;
God forbid;
Trump never did;
Many bad things out to be weeding.
Many more great poems will still write
While rest of other poets flew a kite
Had been sailing,
And kept failing;
Used expressions that are quite trite.
Jim Horn
James Alowicious Suspicious Horn
Categories:
finicky, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
My mind is experiencing a fastidious flatulence; slightly fiendish, and not for the
finicky or fainthearted.
I fidget amidst it's fanatical far-fetched farce yet stand fearless, watching it's face
flounder in a foolhardy feeble-minded foible.
With fervor I say farewell forever to it's festering, feverish fetish, as it's frantic
fiasco foams, flails and finally fails.
http://lovestruehome.com/
Categories:
finicky, funny, imagination, life, parody,
Form: Alliteration