Oscar Poems - Poems about Oscar

-When I was young, I thought that money was the most important thing in the world. Today, I'm sure. !!!...

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the thief is the best actor, even outside the theater, but in the show of life he steals the spotlight...

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In the mountains, lived a special pup He was gentle, kind and so amazing His antics were true, never made up My meals he was forever appraising He often seemed to be star gazing In the hills, where this guy was born There lived a kitten with dark gray fur He often felt her exasperating scorn His life went by so fast, it’s...

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Octopus Oscar needs all tentacles eight One to carry his dinner plate One to hold during his presidential debate One to write upon his sixties slate One to open the garden gate One to watch, so he will not be late One to cuddle his friend, Kate One to open his second-hand freight One to balance, so he could roller skate...

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Witty, flamboyant, vain, he seldom smiled, red lips on his tomb by women beguiled: he said funny poignant things, he wrote, he wrote things with wings; got grey but never got old . . Oscar Wilde...

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Olivia offered oatmeal to her obstinate dragon Oscar Lee. He stared at her, wondering “is she trying to kill me?” “Do not want it,” he told her. “it does not look tasty.” “I put maple syrup on it, she said, very pleasantly. So oatmeal was imbibed by the dragon Oscar Lee. Who now asks for it with syrup almost daily. Moral...

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Oscar and I Today, I drove to Faro, In the Algarve I wanted to eat a tunny steak at a café I used to go fifteen years ago The place had gone upmarket, as had  prices The server remembered me, but not  my wife and took an instant dislike to the man said he was effeminate  Oscar Wilde entered, or someone who looked like him He...

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Look at this smile on my face, do I look sad and alone. With no one to give me love, and no one to call my own. Can you look into my eyes, see them filled with happiness. Would you ever realize, my life is in such a mess. Chorus: I should be a movie star, for playing this happy...

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You're so incredible, the most amazing man I'm taken to the heights of pleasure with the touch of your hand There will never be another man who compares Your eyes, your smile... no one as perfect anywhere I will never forget, or stop loving you... Hey look at that! I can lie too! (Refrain:) ** I can lie...

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Glitzy Fussy Lacey Racy The Oscar gown is worn just one time. Too tight at the stairs, then she can't climb....

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Poetry sites are like Oscar Night With cheers and adulation Poets really need this constant praise From folks of every nation! All a bunch of star performers Each in our own little way Presenting a different slant on life With lots or little to say! There's never discrimination here Joined to have some fun We post a bunch of our latest gems See what others have...

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Academy Night Actor's delight Oscars night Talent fight Red carpet Posers market Look beaut Penguin suit Couture dress Looks a mess Premier First affair Accept award They applaud Eat dinner Congratulate winner Best actor Talent factor Producer's groovy Best movie Winning star Will go far Nights end Egos to mend ...

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In answer to Oscar Wilde's quote "never love anyone who treats you like you are ordinary" I cannot help but love him she said But he puts you down, we pointed out He sequesters you from your family and friends He isolates you from your loves and your joys She could not be persuaded, she had to find it out for...

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I've had an 'out of body' experience So you can't blame me for what I did My alter ego Oscar perpetrated the crime To do such a thing I'm too timid I'm totally innocent of this heinous act Must have been devoid of all morals Listen I still do have a few of them left With that you surely can't quarrel This heinous...

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Before I knew the day, the time He’d die, I came home to him, My little smile, knowing he’d Be there, he was always there Always aware I was his Defender, his reminder that Some of us were willing to believe In his war with intruders Intruders who were often invisible Yet, unmistakably real Like the thunder he accepted With trembling heart, fear concentrated It seemed almost...

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