Redneck Poems - Poems about Redneck

Redneck dad was determined to not like his daughter’s beau. He was from the other side of the bush, the money side. His parents were probably stuck up and would look down on him. He did not say anything, but he was determined to not like Jim. Jim walked in carrying a twelve pack of Redneck Dad’s favorite beer. For...

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Rudolph had a brother, a redneck deer named Bart. His nose only glowed when he would sneeze or fart. Rudolph got sick; Santa had to call on his brother. Bart came with pepper in one hoof and a can of beans in the other. 12/24/21 A Funny Christmas Themed 4 Liner Poetry Contest Sponsor: Tania Kitchin...

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Will the King’s horses or any of his men? Ever stack those turds that high again. A tit for a tat and Rooty Toot Toot. The rats always follow the piper and flute. Old mother Hubbard was all out of bones. So, Rover took off to find a new home. Little Miss Muffet with her bowl slightly turned. Blows on her soup...

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This redneck creed runs through my blood. We won’t back down come push nor shove. This land is holy to me and mine. We’ll destroy all grapes of wrath and every vine. My brothers and sisters it’s time to take a stand. Let’s drain this swamp and take back our sacred land. Let’s set the eagle free watch her soar and fly. May...

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A spleen for breakfast or is it lunch. I’m not quite sure your words aren’t much. Beaten by a crayon’s mark. Your fire died without a spark. The writer’s block must have returned. Speak up son you’re getting burned. You’ve got some time with this pandemic. You’re learning redneck academics....

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Jumping Jehoshaphat’s! It is a down home true hillbilly hootenanny! They are jiving and whirling, and the accordion is a twirling! I run to find my square dance dress which no longer buttons. My boobs are hanging out like Jane Russell’s but I do not care. The cousins are in town, and with them that Arkansas whiskey humor. Grandma...

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Rednecks and hillbillies having a war. They fought and they spit and both were so sore. It got bloody. There was much ugly gore. We scratched and we bit just like the folk lore. Cousin found gold and announced it to four. Hatfield who ran off to find their own ore. I scratched him and slugged him, this cousin so poor. The...

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Every couple 'a years or so Our family reunites It takes a couple 'a years or so To recover from the fights A family like our'n Doesn't party like most do Ours gets a little out of hand That's why we have so few It's a redneck family reunion everybody has a grand old time eating grandma's cooking and drinking grandpas shine You never go home...

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Our family got the news today Our bubba's gettin' hitched Young Daisy Mae, she's near fourteen Got our boy bewitched He's sayin' that he loves her He's making her his bride She's the first to get him this close Though not too many tried We've got to get things ready Send invitations and make candles We've got to get the good jars out The one's that...

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There's strange noises round these parts Tales of zombies too Haunted cabins, ghostly sights All sorts of witches brew We all laugh when we hear stories Stories that we know aren't true There's a drink that folks all know And it ain't called witches brew There ain't no redneck zombies That I guarantee To make a redneck zombie you need the recipe A shot or two of...

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REDNECK Dr. Jim Martin Redneck, they sometimes call me, Though I do not understand why. Simple is what some choose to be, Instead of “pie in the sky”. To stay at home and a quiet evening spend, Instead of “painting the town”. To not go after every modern trend, To be content to just “hang around”. Flashy clothes, I do not wear, Overalls are my frequent...

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This redneck is fixin' to go dancin' You reckon we get gussied up and go? I'll be a high flutin' and a prancin' Is the honky-tonk puttin' on a show? Shall I wear my fanciest clod hoppers? Shall I phone all your fiddle playin' kin? I am gonna be such a show stopper. We shall enter the dance contest and win. I've got...

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I have go not advanced degree from a fancy eastern school. I’ve no idea who Beckett is, so you declare that I’m a fool. Yet yesterday I restored to life an old engine from the thirties, I’ve got a PhD in Redneck, you’ve never gotten your hands dirty. I have no care for endless cries of all this so-called ‘privileged.’ I’m not up on taxing...

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the dust around him he has not seen many things the drunk redneck bull his irony legs both got a lick of work done-- cocoon of debris...

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Racial slurs fly in Michigan like footballs. I'm not supposed to point the finger at white women, but white women who enjoy NASCAR, and mass quantities of alcohol. can be pretty racists and homophobic, This white woman said, "What did God say when he made the first black man? "Damn, I burnt one." Some people can...

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