Long Widdle Poems
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i take it upon myself to love you in a world so full of hate
and even when others are against us we continue opening those closing gates
somehow we manage to pull through each and every time
and tears of frustration and confusion begin to widdle down our minds
some want to control us while others want us defeated
but love is a constant and can always be retreated
sometimes when i stare into your eyes and watch the tears roll down
i can clearly hear the thumping of my heart as it begins to pound
and when i kiss your lips its like my skin is dancing on cloud
soft and pure blistfulness of what love should be like now
like spring and fall on a cool breezy day
a midday perspective of the way trees begin to sway
You tricky tricky little Love,
I had you in my grasp.
The sun was shine, the smell
divine, then you leap and
made me laugh...
Silly again, your flight in Time,
But I'll chase you just the same.
Tis too much fun
my shining sun
To love your mind thru game.
Your flight is like a little light,
and your trail a widdle milky...
but nay, say J, this
hinders me not...
as I spin a widdle silky...
I Love our chase thru time...n.space,
A little maze, a little phrase,
and I so do love the rhyme.
So leap my dear, my 'ittle frog,
I chase you in deLight, thru
all of Time and all our kind,
We play and continue, Our flight.
~It was never, pay and continue to fight~
T'is.Time.We.New...
Player.Continue...
Form:
Fancy zebra is led by a somber clown boy
He knows the presents had better arrive okay
There are spies in the woods; one throws out a decoy.
But the boy and his zebra remain on their way.
Where are the presents? Asks the sinister Roy.
He is not one who can easily joke, sing or play.
I do not know if this is a casual ask or a ploy.
So, I consult with my wise Uncle Jay.
I am not telling you what to do, I do not want to annoy
But I think that spy is trying to get you to stumble or sway
As I pass the guy who tries to act merry and say “ahoy!”
I merely reply, in my most strident voice “have a good day!”
The stranger asks, were you serious or were you being coy?
I pretend then I do not know English and reply with a bray.
Roy calls me names like stuck up widdle waddle and Fauntleroy
I do not care, and quickly leave his vicinity in a little sashay.
Okay, so Mom got me my own smart-phone,
now I can have fun when I’m home alone.
I can see the addiction to this thing,
I can finally buy myself some bling.
Oh wait, a text from Fluffy-Bell,
Tuesday’s play-date went really well.
“Girl, check out the new food site,
that tuna’s got sauce with every bite!
Oh hey, wait, I’m get’in a text,
yeah, it’s from that smexy tabby, Rex.
Ooh, ooh, he wants a play-date, too,
oh geez, what am I going to do?
Got to go girl and get some bling,
afterwards I’ll give you a ring.
I can’t let him see me in this old collar,
I don’t want him thinking I live in squalor.
Here’s one, it’s full of pink rhinestones,
I’m going to order it on my new smart-phone.
Oh wait, I can't find Mom’s credit card,
you know, web shopping’s awfully hard.
Now I’ll have to manipulate Mom;
bookmarking this site, I’ll leave my phone on.
She’ll check up on me and see what I want,
then, I’ll get a new collar to flaunt.
Yeah girl, it really does work,
Mom worships me, she’s no jerk.
I’m her “widdle-purrrdy-girl”,
I’m her BFF in this world!
Personification - Pets Talking Poetry Contest
Constance La France
6-5-2022
I need a nonsense poem today.
To sooth my heart, to laugh and play.
I need a silly poem for me.
To make me frolic, laugh and see.
Fiddle faddle, dum diddly dee.
Diddle daddle, this is the life for me.
Piddle paddle, where on earth should we be?
Middle maddle, a child of the sea.
It makes my heart feel super fun.
It helps to let the nightmares run.
It makes me happy as can be.
A silly poem, which sets me free.
Riddle raddle, dum diddly dee.
Siddle saddle. This is my daily plea.
Biddle baddle. What is the point of me?
Kiddle kaddle. How happy can we be?
The naysayers are rolling their eyes right now.
They do not laugh. They do not “wow”.
A nonsense poem. Why do you have a need of this?
For it soothes my heart, like a gentle kiss.
Widdle waddle, waking me up in my head.
Ziddle zaddle, moving me from pink to red.
I need a silly poem for me.
To make me frolic, laugh and be.
Tom Price phones up John Ely.
"I hear you sell some of the best horses in the county
I'm sending out my best guy if he likes the goods
we're buying one of your horses.
My guy is a midget with a speech impediment just to give you the heads up"
he concluded and hung up the phone.
The stud groom waited until the midget knocked on the door.
"Hello, I've come to check out your hortheth", said the midget.
"Sure, do you want a male horse or a female horse ?" asked the stud groom.
"A female horth, pleath" said the midget, so off they went to look at the horses. One lovely well bred filly caught the midgets eye.
"Can I check her ears pleath ?" said the midget - so the stud groom lifted up the midget to check the horses ears, then put him back down.
"Nith ears.......... now can I look at her eyth, pleath ?" - once again the stud groom lifted up the midget to check the horses eyes, then put im
down again.
"Nith eyth ............ now I'd like to thee her **** pleath"
The stud groom was shocked and a bit offended, so he lifted up the midget and shoved him
head first into the rear area of the horse and put him back down again.
The midget coughed and spluttered, and then said....................
"Perhapth I should rephwase that...... can I see her wun awound a widdle bit ?"
16~12~2014
Yup, its not easy
being a female gardener
fun glorious fun
passionate joy in sun -
BUT -- just now for instance
deconstructing a tree
snap -- thwack --- stings like a bee
as green branch flicks a boob
YOOWSER!!!
Loppers and boobs its a horror show
No holding up close for leverage strong
or squeezes, bruises sing
a black/blue song
hold far away from chest
use more muscles is best.
No getting the hose out for a convenient piddle
Too obvious when female needs to widdle.
Of course I'm smarter
So that's a useful starter
For massive shrub removal got a good technique
but best done when no one around to peek
As when final root comes loose
I go head over bum, like a boomerang goose!
And YEAH,
When I get home really do need
a comforting beer!
Written 6th July 2018 for Nick Trim's contest.
Amuse me with your rhyme.
This free totin barn shootin lowse
Once hunted for a mean growse
I wanted a bigun for my spowse
I ain't talkin bout no widdle mouse
On a sultri afternoon besides my howse
I went huntin for some tasty jowls
I took some urin from one of my spodded cows
Rubbed it on my tanned raw hide a horny critter to rowse
About ten for noon I did a rabid coon espowse
It came at me with bared teeth and angry growlse
It jumpt down my ass soked pants my honor to jowse
We run up a pecan tree; it was like two squiruls in a nuthowse
I shucked him from my trowsers and flew down that tree strate to
the outhowse
He follered close on my heels scurryin thru the door like a drunkin
bowse
Afearin for my life I pulled down my pants and with my canin that
vermun did dowse
A contry tale to raddle your nurves