Prig Poems - Poems about Prig

...It definitely is not, but some men act as if it is. "This is a man's world," sang James Brown, but he ended every chorus repeating the refrain, "But it wouldn't be nothing without a woman or a gir......

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...Persnickety pig, persnickety pig Would you like to smoke a favorite cig? Cancer chances are amazingly big He is being tempted by his cousin Quig How about alcohol? Please take a swig. Come her......

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...I made lots of plans and vision boards And lots of New Year Resolutions On how I'd swim in bullion wads By the Christmastime celebrations I'd promise myself a new PC And new clothes and shoes ......

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...While we dwell to this dreidel, I seek to know before a sear, Even in the most ineluctable dandle, The fruit to which may indeed bear; In the imbue oblivion, I tell a riddle, Most morass yet mer......

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...Last night there was a star stumbling in the sky Mumbling like an imbecile cuz it was high Each disrespectful word Was totally absurd It makes me wonder... what is wrong with this guy? He has ......

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...Ficus fracas Benjamina What a little prig! Time to chop you mallaprop; Can’t produce a fig! Righteous ficus Carica never be discountin’ Grabbed that little benjie snot, and drowned ......

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...I’m upset with smug Peter Pig Who’d promised we could dance a jig But spies my bent trotter Gets nasty - the rotter I call him an ignorant prig! I’ve got a disability But nothing ......

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...I had a rival whose name was 'Susie' The streetwalker I'd nicknamed 'the floozie' Through the night she would strut Wiggling her pudgy butt If only I'd been holding an Uzi! One night Susie and......

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...I have deleted the 2 poems I posted earlier today, and instead I offer what will be my final write. I have read the comments on T.J's blog, written in defense of all poets who have been mistreated b......

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...There once was a prig in the mud. His mouth full of dirt and no suds. His serpentine tongue, The poop that it flung - No prince of the charm and no stud. Fine dame was his choice for the hunt.......

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...Don't bother me with conformity don't bother me today- with things I should (or shouldn't) do or what I shouldn't say! Don't bother me with conformity my house is not “obscene”... Orange, pur......

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...I'm hearing rumors that are easy to believe but none of them give me reason to grieve You've been telling people their poetry sucks Words from your mouth flow in a fetid flux What arrogance......

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...Jobless Jack, a real jerk, dances a jig, He juggles, smuggles jewels in backpacks, jawbreakers, jump ropes, jelly rolls and crack. ~~Jig be up, Jack'll jiggle in the brig.~~ Junk jingl......

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...METICULOUS Thom Love Pruett – his effect on absolutely everyone around him – Impeccably dressed Moderately slight in stature and weight With features suggesting a certain hauteur and......

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...All aboard the conductor roared Gripping the puce spruced rolling caboose At starboard some people snored While shaking loose foul gastric juice But to port was a snort From a piebald plump pig ......

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