Generalization Poems - Poems about Generalization

Statistics show that men are such creeps but women wish they had more partners. The irony is the male who was there at the playground as a little girl was hurt, And he attended to her for a few minutes, and the mother snatched her, calling him a pervert. But where was she for her daughter that day? And here are the...

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You see a car and you instantly think She’s young, She’s cute. She’s blonde. She’s perky. She’s a smiler. She has perfect nails. Then you catch up. She is a he. About eighty. Struggling to see. You see a truck and you instantly think He’s the boss. He has little cowboys. He is rugged. Then you catch up and she’s a junk yard dog, The...

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Absurd situations amuse me; they get written into poems. Foolish generalizations about groups of people infuriate me; they also get written into poems. All Irish, all whites, all English, all red-heads, there is no all. It makes not a whit of sense. But the one thing that has gotten my goat faster than any other thing? “All women...

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Introverts like animals better than people, like to read, can entertain themselves for hours I am an introvert. Extraverts like being with friends, like being the center of attention, like being loud and obnoxious! I am an extrovert. Oververts like exaggerating, making up stories, and like doing things with a zealous spirit that scares people. I am an oververt! Underverts like to do things...

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What do you expect? His mother looks twelve. Generalizations like this bother me. “I was a young mother,” I say. “I bet you were a better mother later,” she says. “No, I was not,” I tell her. “I was a good mother sooner. “You are an exception,” she says. “No, I am not,” I reply. I have gone a mere two...

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