Fred Poems - Poems about Fred

There was a young man named Fred (the tooth fairy lived in dread) a wild flamboyant from afar the spice island Zanzibar a singer he'd been and sang a good song with four-octave range in the band called Queen tho' considered 'strange' with plus four in the upper jaw he had more teeth than most once nicely depraved now dead and gone when he gave up the ghost shuffled...

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Collecting collateral fuzzy Fred said Keeping the secret of his co-worker Ned Ned was unconcerned, he paid the money Fred is missing, reported his live-in Honey This man has not been found since ‘84 Ned is relieved, he’s not been extorted anymore...

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Hiding a stegosaurus is easy. I have one with purple polka dots. His name is Fred, he knows to be quiet. Fred is well-hidden in my backyard. There is razor-wire on my fence. To discourage noisy neighbors. I was lucky to inherit a stegosaurus. My cousin Charlie inherited a T-rex. He is having a mother of a time hiding Tiny....

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It was halftime of the football game Grabbed an umbrella and strolled down the lane Saw Farmer Fred out singing in the rain These were the words of his refrain Where have all the voters gone? Hard time knowing Where have all the voters gone? Four years ago Where have all the voters gone? The Dems have lost them everyone Oh, when will they ever...

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Farmer Fred on the day he was wed Believed every word he said He knew his light of love Nancy Was so much more than a passing fancy Nancy had brains, beauty, and drive With her by his side, Fred felt so alive Now after forty years of wedded bliss Fred thought he'd give Nancy a kiss So Fred gives her his famous...

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Fred is always ready for fisticuffs Any excuse to get even for sighs and huffs Has bruised many knuckles to prove this to you Daily has at least one fight, and sometimes two. Jailed in ’92 when his best friend was dead. We were not sure it was even good ole Fred Could not prove it was him, I guess. Used to...

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I am hiding with my bestie Fred The deer are near the deer, the deer They are carnivores and cannibals If they we were here, there would be much to fear Fred is screaming and it is clear The deer are here, the deer are here They will eat us off the vine they will Gone already are Jack and Jill Hold up! Things...

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Who says that books can't have babies or be dead Who says on another planet or airplane that people aren't read instead And the books might say, "You can't read a person by its cover -- yellow, brown, white or red." "Everything is possible when the imagination is concerned. All one has to do is look -- on the pages, the mind the heart; right Fred?" "Right...

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Johnny sat on the tire swing speaking to his pup He stared at the ground, and he rarely looked up. No one understood him as well as Fred, of course. He had a cat, two bunnies, a chicken and a horse. But Fred was an appreciative audience for sure. His listening ears were perked, his manner was pure. He did not...

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Fred heard his new crush loved men with red hair And went next door to a salon called Flare Now dyed red for his new date Valentine's Day he couldn't wait Until the back of his head was left bare...

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Strict 8-8-5-5-8 meter. I once owned a Pinto named Fred. Its color was some shade of red. I pulled on the choke. The steering wheel broke. But now it is mercif'ly dead. ...

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There once was a man with a head Like a pumpkin it was, and called Fred How they laughed in the Spring At the pumpkin head thing Oh the sting of rejection, he said In summer the sun burned a hole Through his head like a rat or a mole And no-one ate soup Made of pumpkin and gloop So he spent all his...

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I am sorry but you cannot come the elderly musician said. He liked the little cairn terrier dog, nicknamed him Friendly Fred. Friendly Fred kept following over a rickety bridge and well beyond. He kept him but had to get rid of his wife, of whom he was no longer fond....

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Poor Fred just wanted to be a farmer But so cute, he morphed into a charmer All the girls saw him and sighed Barn-door-sized tears did Fred cry Exchanged mud-caked boots for 'Under Armour'...

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When I was much younger than now I had a nice little pet He was a sweet, little tortoise I loved him the moment we met He was an excellent climber no matter how high the wall We'd often find him upside down after his long downfall We had to paint out number on the back of his shell as he'd wander off after escaping to...

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