Mrs Poems - Poems about Mrs

Poor Mrs Newton

Poor Mrs. Newton had two kids.
One found gravity.  He was bright - 
while little Fig hit the skids 
and was eaten in one bite - 
different as black and white.

Mr and Mrs Heartbroken

The first heart attack was quite mild:
he put it down to indigestion 
at first, but the pain persisted.
Some pills and lectures on lifestyle changes
followed the stay in hospital.
Yes, he'd try to stop smoking, he said,
and to cut out the fatty foods.
But the craving for cigarettes 
was too strong and he secretly smoked,
while assuring me that

Remembering Mrs Bixby

Some people's lives paint history books
with darkness, travesty, and evil.

Many other people, although worthy of
note, go unnoticed and unmentioned.

There is a lady of note to whom I wish
to respectfully give honor and thanks.

Upon hearing of Mrs. Bixby's plight
and grief, in 1863, President Abraham
Lincoln wrote her a letter of condolences.
Mr. Lincoln also spoke of his gratitude
for

Mrs Moore

O!
Same place, same time
morning chill and cracks of sun
curled in dark doorway
her shape, her pulse same line
Same doorway she calls her home
‘tween supplements west and bath bombs east
colours waft and mingle, stenches wrap
early morning baking under all
Breathing rasping cocoon of red cloth
silent breaths thru curved teeth
flicking thoughts, cloudlike slip ear to ear
passing dreams, rapid cut,

Hey, Mrs, Johnson

Hey, Mrs. Johnson
Soon I'll be dead
Soon I'll be six feet under
My children will cry
At the volume of thunder

Hey, Mrs. Johnson
I hope you don't mind
No one lends you it back
I'm not borrowing your time

I stole it
Or you spent it
You can't relive a scene
You're living
Or you're dying
But there's no in between

And that's why I'm sad
As I rot

Mrs McVim the Town Seamstress

Can’t any other mamas make pleats, take a tuck or hem?
Mrs. McVim, the town’s notorious seamstress asked of Dick and Jim.
Their mother was dead, so she could not help them.
She ended up shortening the tuxes of these two and their cousin Slim.

Slim’s mother was a seamstress, but too pooped at the end of the day
To

For never and always, Mrs Habsburg

Never call this pretty
Ravenous heaves of craving borne only by ugly
And the chatter and chatter
Nothing seems to matter
But your pursuit

Stomp them down while they slumber
Pillage and plunder
Battle axe with a smile intact
Ms. Raging Bull 

How long 'til he sees the strength of your arms
and the grin like receding waters?
The stench of your intent
The bile of

Mrs Songstress interview French horn and Trumpet rehearsal

When I first heard the demo
I paid more attention to what the background was
saying.
I knew If I were gonna have ah decent career in sound, song and Music
I would need to sing the song to impress those new to me and this sound.
When"When I 40 I want the sound to be same as when
I'm 22.
At

Mrs O'Leary's response to string theory

Someone asked old Mrs. O'Leary,
"What do you think about string theory?"
She said, "I don't believe in such a thing,
because it doesn't cover everything,
and what it leaves uncovered can be pretty damn scary."

Mrs in the Smiley Group

Mrs in the Smiley Group

Mrs in the Smiley Group has 
frog legs tucked in her 
muumuu.

Mrs in the Midst of

Mrs in the Midst of

Mrs in the Midst of 
prefers to 
run here and 
there in a 
violent frenzy rather than 
be generous or 
sleep or 
speak the word 
fully.

Mrs Valid

Mrs Valid

Mrs Valid resigns herself to 
permanent living in 
potholes.

Mrs at

Mrs at

Mrs at will 
serve Mr Near when 
Mrs Toward leaves her 
chains in 
the middle of a 
ship docked at 
Sydney Wharf.

Mrs Santa Finally Gets Her Christmas Wish

As Christmas draws near something's different this year,
At the North Pole all's quiet as can be.
Saint Nick and all of the elves he employs
Are online filling kids' wish lists electronically.
His wife, Mrs. Claus, is delighted because
Her jolly old husband's finally working from home
And delivering those toys to good girls and boys
Via UPS, FedEx, and Amazon

Mrs Toenail Fetish

Mrs Toenail Fetish

Mrs Toenail Fetish washes her 
toilet paper after 
using it.

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