Long Girlies Poems
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he sits in back of the class
The jocks throw paper airplanes
near the chump's little rear
Picking his nose-how gross!!
Laughter ensues
They all like to make fun of him the most
Teacher wants him to wear a dunce hat
Making sport of him is where the good times are at
NOSE PICKER
-SS GRABBER
FOUR-EYED FREAK
and more
The girlies all think he's a PERV
Especially big breasted Linda
She has the nerve
Billy Bully throws his books
Eyeing Melvin with threatening looks
John-boy the janitor
makes him eat some worm
20 slimy ones
to make the runt really squirm
NO NERDS DOWN THIS HALL
so says the dope dealers-6ft5inches tall
Poor Mel of the Dweeb sect
He hasn't somebody who could like him as yet
Some days are for the clique heirarchy
Others can be cruel to the meek and timid
LIFE IS NOT ALWAYS THAT FAIR,IS IT??
Form:
a hundred thousand miles away
i know you wont hear me when i say
Just how much i love you, every single day
I know its too good to be true
but yet i stil lay on my roof and think of you
i look at the stars and realise how plain they are compared to you
beautiful in everything you do
dont try to argue, cuz you know its true
baby im the only ONE for you
yes baby i know wat ur gonna say and yes i love you too
kisses like crack
heart gone crazy for u its outta whack
lost in your heart and im never goin back
Your love is ecstacy
makes me wonder how much ur missin me
are u missin me like im missin you?
unlless u leave baby we'll make it through
best i ever had like drake promise you
ime the one that always has to settle
but yet i found you and ur hotter than a boiling kettle
i thought long ago my heart was made of metal
u lit the spark that brought me to life
girlie just told me that i get
the most amazing girl i ever met
the one ill never forget
even once you leave
ill be heartbroken but ill still belive
that your the only one for me
stay up late at night throwing rocks out the window till you see
your yard full of candles spelling out "i love you nikki"
lips like caramel, sweet and sticky
baby im so happy you wanna be with me
no ill never leave baby i cant help but to linger
nikki touched my heart and it wraped around her finger
stranger than fiction
too strong to even mention
girlies out of this world like a star trekk convention
thank god for cameras, they were the greatest invention
capture time the way you were wen you were mine
so i can save u in a box when you leve me behind
and then i can still have you when you are not mine
love is not willing it is blind
my heart is yours
delivered to your doorstep
wanna be my baby mama
come with me, heavens in you arms, stay there to get away from drama
dont ever leave baby, cuzz ill die from heart trauma
so when your gone and you get this
and im outside your window, throwin rocks at your window till you see
all the candles in your yard spelling out "i still love you nikki"
dont get mad.... just come back to me
cuz im sittin on my roof just thinkin of you,
wonderin if my heart would still be whole if i sent it to you.
Little munchkin dweeb
He whines all the time
about:
His Looks
The World situation
Reality wear and tear programmes
Rich and famous Celebrity Hunks and their -itches
He is a spoiler of good times and party animals
A goof with a pen protector in his shirt pocket
RADAR O'REILLY of the company clerk set
The pat and pansy of the awkward sect
They like to spite this little pisser
The GIRLIES all think that he is
a terrible kisser
NAH NAH,YOU'RE A 4-EYED WEENIE
YOU'LL NEVER GO BETWEEN A PRETTY ONE'S BIKINI
A dufus who can't see right to try and bridge the generation bright
Their knuckle sandwiches lead to another kleenex for his nose
He should crawl back upon the hill from which he came
Instead of causing us so much weary pain
A Piss Ant for the next Generation
Too shy to speak
who cannot express his inner frustration
Thus you have:
A tiny moron without TRUE AMBITIONS
Form:
We loved the luxury of indoor, ice skating at the Chicago Arena.
My skate case, was of , bue alligator outsde,with peacock satin
interior!
Gold locks, that shined like the morning sun as Daddy drove us in
The snow, for an afternoon of skating fun.
The figure skates,white, polished, were my joy and pride
The Arena was huge and had its own organ, whose harmonics, made
us glorious hearts, joyfully glide!
So proud we were to skate to such fun, adult luxury, Dad hired a trainer.
I gained faith in myself, because with him, skating was then, was with him a a total no-brainer.
Clarence was an experienced player gentleman and so very,par
Excellance.
That skating become as fun as being at your senior high school,
senir dance
I learned to not be fearful. as we glided with perfection I could skate along,
We skated for hours....my cousins, friends and I, the day became a song!
Those were such special, dear hours of learning and such awesome grace,
Wisdom,
I thought I was in God’s own special place,
I always had a upon my dimpled, girlies face,
Falls and spills_ golly, I simply had no room for such space!
At real ice shows, we so admired costumes and how quickly the
Show and its talents passed.
Alas, the decades have, disappeared like the sumptuos, beauty of
Fog, way, way too fast!
The Zamboni of life has cleared all of this, im its way!
A technicolor, memory of many loved winters, swept away!
How much this heart wants to bring back the joyous ice skating,
But, the days of fun, companionship and young, free, laughter
~Thanks Mom and Dad~
1/5/2025
From what I am, i have become, or what i vaugely think.
so sing my song to play along with the team who thinks i stink.
i cant become, not even more, than what i have today.
to see my grades, to write a song, my self-esteem is gay.
i think too shallow i think too deep, and, for reasons i dont know.
i seem use my intelligence to stay out of the flow.
all the emos with swoopy hitler hair,
and i see the preppy girlies, not eating, because they dont care?
straight hair is the sexyest, writing on your arms.
make sure we know you have friends, or we will raise alarm!
gay is this gay is that, f---ing this and f---ing that!
oh em gee, oh aybayaby, it all makes me want to hack.
myspace me, no text me b-tch! i dont want to hear your voice!
i met this guy online, and being safe was not my choice.
i hate to face the fact, that we're really all the same.
and our stylish tactics and der-der humor is actually kind of lame.
i dont want applause, i dont want to lecture.
im just sick of dealing with all the gosh darn pressure!
i hate trying to be different in a individuality shunting world.
i hate trying to make friends with all these indistinguishable girls.
they all insist their different, "oh i swear i know im unique!"
well from lookin at ya honey, id say get a new technique.
comforming assholes.
If there's one thing to remember as you travel life's highway
We're all made of the same stuff
Bones, skin, hair, and smashing good looks
Oops sorry, not everyone is blessed with good looks like this dude
Mummy and Daddy's genes combined
For an extraordinarily handsome specimen of male virility
Had to fight the girlies off with a big stick
I know, I know, shouldn't be complaining... right!!!
Some of us just have to endure these minor inconveniences
Hollywood movie stars have much the same “problems”
Have to admit, at first it was very flattering
But that soon wore off and it's now quite a nuisance
Having to sign autographs every time I step outside the door
Guess it's the price us over the top handsome folks have to pay
For the adulation of the adoring throngs
You may ask, “IS THIS GUY SMOKIN' UP?”
Sure sounds kinda whacked out to me, I must say!
Aww! But he's got such a sweet heart
Hang on, hang on, I'll soon be back to my humble self again
I'm sorry... it ain't easy being humble you know!
My tongue is planted firmly in my cheek!
© Jack Ellison 2014
Poets are a very strange breed
We still believe that love is the answer
Being a poet, I know this to be a fact
Looked forward earlier to this advanced age
Wondered what happens to the love genes
Do they seep out through your pores as we age
Does the sight of an attractive lightly clad girl
Still start the old engine purring
Short answer: ABSOLUTELY!
Probably even more intense than ever
Remember when you were a young whipper snapper
And you're with your Momma in a candy store
How you wanted everything behind the glass
That pretty much describes how this old guys feel now
A gorgeous young lassie
Can still get this old engine a-purring
Seems the older I get, the prettier the young girlies appear
If I didn't know better, I would think it's a conspiracy
At the risk of sounding like a dirty old man
Perhaps I should end this by writing about nature
Or even about hockey!
Does anyone remember the glory day
Of Rocket Richard and the Montreal Canadiens?
Did you just see a pretty young girlie walk by?
© Jack Ellison 2014
Poets are a very strange breed
We still believe that love is the answer
Being a poet, I know this to be fact
Looked forward earlier to this advanced age
Wondered what happens to our love genes
Do they seep out through our pores as we age
Does the sight of an attractive lightly clad girl
Still start the old engine purring
Short answer: ABSOLUTELY!
Probably even more intense than ever
Remember when you were a young whipper snapper
And you're with your Momma in a candy store
How you wanted everything behind the glass
That pretty much describes how this old guy feel now
A gorgeous young lassie
Can still get this old engine a-purring
Seems the older I get, the prettier the young girlies appear
And the less apparel they wear... not complaining!!!
If I didn't know better, I would think it's a conspiracy
At the risk of sounding like a dirty old man
Perhaps I should end this by writing about nature
Or even about hockey!
Does anyone remember the glory day
Of Rocket Richard and the Montreal Canadiens?
Did you just see that pretty young girlie walk by?
If there's one thing to remember as you travel life's highway
We're all made of the same stuff
Bones, skin, hair, and smashing good looks
Oops sorry, not everyone is blessed with good looks like this dude
Mummy and Daddy's genes combined
For an extraordinarily handsome specimen of male virility
Had to fight the girlies off with a big stick
I know, I know, shouldn't be complaining... right!!!
Some of us just have to endure these minor inconveniences
Hollywood movie stars have much the same “problems”
Have to admit, at first it was very flattering
But that soon wore off and it's now quite a nuisance
Having to sign autographs every time I step outside the door
Guess it's the price us over the top handsome folks have to pay
For the adulation of the adoring throngs
You may ask, “IS THIS GUY SMOKIN' UP?”
Sure sounds kinda whacked out to me, I must say!
Aww! But he's got such a sweet heart
Hang on, hang on, I'll soon be back to my humble self again
I'm sorry... it ain't easy being humble you know!
My tongue's stuck in my cheek!
We are the green
Amongst all the pink
The ones who are smart
But can't think
The ones who wear
Jeans and t. shirts
Rather than
Tight shirts and mini-skirts
The ones who have crushes
But no boyfriends
Rather than herpes
And relationships that quickly end
We are the ones
Who like to help
Rather than the ones
Who complain and yelp
We like to eat
Chips and jelly beans
Rather than eating
Apples and greens
Us, we're into sports
Other than cheerleading
We get things done
And actualy enjoy reading
While all the other girls
Think pink is the best
We enjoy
All the rest
They all talk
On their i-phones
While we comunicate using
Phones our parents used to own
We like to laugh
And be ourselves
Rather than wearing masks
While the soul sets on the shelf
My girls are so cool
Every single one
Replacing them,
That just can't be done
*Dedicated to all those girlies out their who I love and adore. Thanks for just being yourself
and not trying to change to fit in. You all are perfect just the way you are!
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