Kiwi Poems - Poems about Kiwi

kiwi taste so fine sweet and juicy off the vine . . . to make superb wine ...

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Kiwi felt like a giant klutz Tried to fly, but he fell on his butts. After six attempts, said “this is nuts”. He began to walk then from huts to huts. Here he comes; he is a p...........

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It’s a cold and damp, early-winter night in New Zealand. People are crouching in the dark throughout the forests and farmlands of Northland, They are here this night to coincide with the waning moon, so moonlight doesn’t disturb any hoped for visitors. Scattered, shivering, silent and hushed through the long night, they sit, quietly,...

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Like a man at confession, I admit I was wrong; letting the Kiwi loll idly long. Now they are soft as a cotton ball; against God's law we are nothing at all....

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Our great debate is about to start Over which aspect is the essential part Of the word 'kiwi' -- Is it that strange-looking bird Or is it the green, fuzzy fruit that tastes so darn good? You say a kiwi can't be a bird, because it can't fly Well, how about emus,...

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Named after NZ's native bird, there's an awesome fruit, it's concurred. Sold with a spoon, never stirred adored in salad, so I've heard, it sounds absurd, it sounds absurd. Fuzzy outside, brilliant green inner, helping to digest your dinner. Eat it raw to make you thinner, when you work out, makes you trimmer. It’s a winner, it’s a winner. Its Vitamin c keeps you...

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Pulling together the pieces Our broken hearts lay bare A needle and thread is what we need To rescue what is left, we share The constant tears steam forth Memories of years gone by Finally you lay to rest We all get our final goodbye RIP Kiwi 1 Nov 2017...

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I have never been to a country like this Which can simply called as a paradise Trees, mountains, forests of green How wonderful land to be seen Not only impressed by the natural beauty People here full of humility and generosity No battle to become best from other nations It is the masterpiece among God’s creations I wish I have wings so I...

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KIWI NAPHAM THE KIWI FARMER GAGGED A BIT , THE METHANE SHOWER IGNITED IT, THE CIGGY BUTT IT FLASHED FOR SURE, ENGULFING HIM IN A TINY ROAR, HOLY SUFFERING KIWI TWIT! NAPHAM METHANE COWSHIT SWORE, MELTED INHIBITION'S OTHER DOOR, SPRUNG FROM HIS OVERALLS, DEPLORED, THE TASTE OF FRESH COW-DUNG, FRAGRANT COW IN BULLING TUNE, MOUnTED HIM THE SMOKING LOON, FACE DOWN IN THE MUD RIGHT...

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There is a little brown fruit called a “kiwi”. Some people call it a “Chinese gooseberry“. It is shaped like an egg, and very hairy. It is named after a bird in New Zealand. They are a tasty treat when they are on hand. Cut it open, and see it is green inside. Popularity is something not denied. Seeds of the fruit...

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