Giddy
Kiddie
Purdy
Birdie
Funky
Monkey
Lucky
Duckie
Picky
Chicky
Loggy
Froggy
Wiggy
Piggy
Squirmy
Wormy
Tidy
Spidy
Lucy
Goosy
Lovey
Dovey
Categories:
purdy, animal, giggle, word play,
Form: Footle
I'm pristine and purdy for dear Dr. Kim
Changed my undies, I'm all proper and trim
Checks out my bod
And gives me a nod
If all's copacetic, no strange lumps therein
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
purdy, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Riden' hard; saddle sores on my butt;
I found a little town by the name of Rotgut.
Bustin' in the salloon, thirsty to the core;
Needn' a poke, thought I might find a whore.
I ordered a whiskey and it 'bout made me gag.
The only whore, was a ugly ole hag.
She asked if I wasa wantn' to bed her down:
So I braced myself, and ordered another round.
It was torture tryin' to drink enough to make her look purdy,
but after two bottles, I thought I was ready.
Just about the time I took her by the hand;
through the swingin' doors walked a hell of a man.
Before I knew it, he done socked me in the jaw.
Come to find out, she was his long lost Ma.
He beat me till both of my eyes swelled shut.
If he'd done it sooner.... I wouldn't had to drink so much rotgut!
July 18, 2014
Contest: A town called "Rotgut"
Sponsor: Jerry T. Curtis
Categories:
purdy, funny, silly,
Form: Rhyme
When I was a kid I heard this term
My simple young mind was aghast
How could there be a tree for such things
My mind was confused unsurpassed
Pictured this scene of a big old oak tree
With a seat carved into it's bark
The seat had a hole the size of a bum
Where a man for relief would park
The meaning was finally explained to me
Toiletries were sweet smelling lotions
To make us tough guys smell oh so purdy
This concept I sure had no notion
Now when I go out I douse myself
With that powerful smelling cosmetic
Dressed in my spiffy new velvet attire
Enhanced by my charms so magnetic
When I was a kid I heard this term
My simple young mind was aghast
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
purdy, humor,
Form: Quatrain
You kin paint it up with all the purdy words y’all like,
But there ain’t no right way to do something wrong, .. right?
Categories:
purdy, people, political, social,
Form: Epigram
I met him and talked to him only twice
Both times between the mumbles and grumbles what he had to say wasn't nice
Complaining about this person or task
Why so negative, I thought to ask
Maybe it's not him, maybe it's all the others
Maybe he is really a nice guy incognito, maybe he is under cover
I soon feel all the negative vibes he does convey
On the job, whom ever has to work with him should receive Purdy pay
He claims to never get a fair break
He wants it and eat it too, but no one will give him the cake
Maybe he's hiding his true happiness, I never looked to see if his eyes are brown
He will never be struck by lightning, he is negatively ground
Working with him makes what seems like 24 hours out of an 8 hour work day
Please include in the next budget some Purdy pay
Categories:
purdy, workwork, work,
Form: I do not know?
This morning I wanted to write a poem
But the words just wouldn't rhyme
So, I'll just put it away
And try another time
Well, here I am in the afternoon
Armed with paper and pen
The words will surely come to me soon
So, I'll just wait til then
I had a very nice dinner
And an extra glass of wine
Poem writing shouldn't be so hard
And I'm sure I can do it this time
First I'll have another glass of wine
Just to settle me down
I'm beginning to get the feeling
I may need to lie down
So many words come tumbling out
I can't get them in a line
My fingers are shaking so
Think I need another glass of wine
Oh, looky, looky, looky, at all dem purdy werds
Amazing how a liddle wine can open up yer head
I wish I could get dem on my paper
Before my fingers turn to lead
I 'd really love to write a poem
But I don't know what to do
So, I'll have another glass of wine
And leave the poem writing to you.
Categories:
purdy, funny, imagination, on writing
Form: Rhyme