Odious Poems - Poems about Odious

She sat beneath a shady tree Pretty, Pert and sweet was she Until a soft breeze lifted her skirt Showing her knees which were full of dirt. Shabby shoes and smelly socks looked odd with lovely Golden locks The sweet-faced girl appeared serene. Sad her feet and legs weren't clean....

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To An Odious Orange One: Oh enfant terrible, tiny hands clutching at the flag, Weaned from Mother's nipple too soon, The nurse fed you caviar with a long silver spoon, Saw your Father and the butler together, dancing in drag, Confused, now you look to Kim and Vlad, for the approval you never really had. Or did you...

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Enclave or enormous but pretty king mask Brick per brick Rome's whack on an iron task A shield to that tactful lions roar His safe I'm saved from an odious boa En masse we feed and stucked with 'cheese'! On a flax we seat, soft like a fleece See many at our domain, our blue means love Cheers and welcoming...

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There are few foods in this world that I hate But there is one gnarly and nasty invertebrate Against which I most assiduously discriminate And I absolutely can not in any way tolerate If forced to eat it I would surely asphyxiate If compelled to consume, I would first self-immolate Let me be clear for I don't want to obfuscate If told...

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The Odious Shopping Cart By Elton Camp I circle through the parking lot Then an empty space I spot I’m just about to pull in A cart’s blocking it again Though the corral is nearby To put it away, they didn’t try Once I get into the store There’s a struggle I abhor All the carts are stuck tight To separate one is a fight When...

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Sustainability needs guidance with pesticides and terminator seeds: disease on demand by death's command. Their cabal must trample your needs until all gets tangled by souls already mangled. The plight of this flight shall serve as a blight on all human imagination until only consternation prods fatal conservation to cloak life's giving light in the serpent curtain of night. Such a game serves to blame ages of prophets who...

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An unloved woman Is married to a mean ghost She sees not nor feels. Terrorizing her And haunting another house, He is like the wind. Earth reels with tremblings As his spirit takes a maid; It can not bear it. Now so repugnant, She wonders in mystery And is supplanted. What predicaments Caused spurn and frequent visits Of horrific love?...

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