Scout Poems - Poems about Scout

Two's Company - Scout's Honour

"At my bitter wits' end,"
was her mutter.
"Both of them?"
facetiously, I did utter.
"I'm beside myself,"
emotionally, she cried.
"A split personality,"
jokingly, I replied.
"No, I am but one,
and all tangled up I've become,"
instantly, her rebuff.
"At a loose end then?"
I questioned, off the cuff.
"Tied up in knots, more like it,"
in distress, her response.
"Prepared, like a Boy Scout, I'll be your

Rather Chewy a Girl Scout

Rather chewy a Girl Scout
  cookie, laden
with coconut and chocolate
    nipped, directly
from the fridge
      chipped teeth
would not be delicious
so either wait for a Girl Scout
  cookie, to thaw
or oh dear me
    and
  bless her heart
microwave the Girl Scout
   

The Grouch and the Girl Scout

Charming child, your apple cheeks
give an appearance which bespeaks
of girlish innocence.
I have ten dollars and ten cents -
Now that you have gained my trust,
do with me what you must.
Sell me cookies, 'lil booger,
and kill me with loads of sugar. 

black ant scout finds my sugar

Today a black ant ran out of my C and H sugar bag
She was old, determined, mission-minded, a real hag
Trailing my sugar back to her well-attended ant nest
Ultimate scout, showing the way to my bag to the rest.

The Falsest Forecast

Mark’s bold forecasts were greeted with doubt
One of his hearers braving “Get out!”
Not just saying it: An exploded shout!
He’d seen, Mark with a bottle of stout,
A celebrant’s gulp and a drunk’s pout…

“Drunkard, no plant does well in harsh drought,
Just as no laborer with a gout.”

But - God! - What force had made him come out!
Hunger

Girl Scouts Favorite Flower

fresh and aromatic were her newest flowers
miniature daisy stamens within daisies
in ombre' too, fascinatingly innocent
no wonder you are the favorite flower of girl scouts
and Juliette Low

A Wandering Scout

Overwhelmed rover
Yet I am not anywhere
Some days will be there

Though I am somewhere
Fighting thorns to discover
That thrones be conquer

Boy Scout

A tenderhearted lad from Schenectady
Gave his elbow to an elderly lady
Helping her across the street,
While never missing a beat
Leaves her happy in a better spot shady.

Written May 18, 2022

A Mean Scout

He was a Mean Scout,
This showing with a pout, 
His Upper Lip and The Lower out:
Just finer than a pig’s snout!

He was a Coarse Scout,
Readiness showing for a bout, 
With knees at the mercy of gout;
An eagerness to a rival rout!

But should a well-groomed scout 
The slogans of The Rash tout;
An integrity leave in doubt;
Shoulders

Visiting Our Daughters Girl Scout Camp In Tennessee

We will visit your Girl Scout camp we promised our daughter.
Headed down to Tennessee on a Saturday morning like we ought’er.
Arrived around six a.m. thinking the campers would be awake.
No one was around in the empty buildings, for goodness sakes!

Where are they? My husband asked. It’s a ghost town here.
We finally drove around the camp

Boy Scout Camp Fires

When I was a young lad
I was a boy scout
We went once a month
On a camping trip
With our father
Coming along.

Once we went 
On a camping trip
Along Stinson beach
In Marin County.

We had a campfire
On the beach
A real bonfire
Welcomed 
In the chilly night air

Fond memories
Of being a boy scout
50 years later.

I am proud
That I was a boy

Skilled Evasion

Fly in the kitchen wiping its feet
Spreading germs for anyone to eat
In charges the dog on hearing a buzz
Hunting and chasing as a canine does

Snapping his teeth with persistent chase
New game to play at a sprightly pace
Jumping high his head flitting fast
Senses alert no barks did he blast

Evading capture the fly flits by
Snap goes the

Boy Scout

He raced confidently forward.
The adults seemed indifferent.
I had tripped and the hard fall 
knocked me unconscious.

He turned me over and grabbed 
the belt around my waist.
With man-strength he lifted me, 
forcing air into my lungs.

I stood, wiping dirt from my face 
and dusting off my clothing. 
I dabbed a few bleeding scratches
And shoved my hair

A Florida Man

Sad to admit I’m a Florida man…a Florida man with the blues
because I’m tired of the way a Florida man is depicted on the news.

A Florida man attacks his girlfriend with a banana…
But that’s not the oddest story you’ll hear…
because another Florida man called 911…every time he ran out of beer.

A Florida man beat up

Girl Scout Cookies

I love girl scout cookies!
Whew! I’m glad I got that off my chest.
Personally I think that trefoils and tagalongs are the best

I love the taste of shortbread and that peanut butter crunch BUT
in a pinch I’ll eat a thin mint…or that one with coconut.

And even though the increase in price sometimes makes me pause
I gladly

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