Thirty-nine and thirty-eight…
Let me get this straight.
Thirty-seven and thirty-six…
How can I be in this fix?
Thirty-five and thirty-four…
Are you sure there is no more?
Thirty-three and thirty-two…
What can I do?
Thirty-one and thirty…
Now I'm getting shirty!
Twenty-nine and twenty-eight…
I don't accept this fate!
Twenty-seven and twenty-six…
I refuse to be in this fix!
Twenty-five and twenty-four…
I’ll settle this score.
Twenty-three and twenty-two…
What's my life worth to you?
Twenty-one and twenty…
If it's money, I've got plenty.
Nineteen and eighteen…
I demand to stay on the scene!
Seventeen and sixteen…
C'mon! On a deal, I’m keen.
Fifteen and fourteen…
Your stubbornness is obscene.
Thirteen and twelve…
I’ve negotiations to shelve.
Eleven and ten…
I guess I'll just give in.
Nine and eight…
It's getting late.
Seven and six…
This, I can't fix.
Five and four…
There is no more.
Three and two…
I love you.
One and done.
Categories:
shirty, anger, death, depression, grief,
Form: Couplet
Friendships, wordy scripts, cameras, microphones and venue blips. Call security, no need to be shirty, let's go again.. scene five, take thirty. Action. Cut. Time for tea. The bar is closed but coffee's free. The waiting patiently never ends. We chat we laugh. We're making friends. The brushes flash across my brow.. my shirt is steamed no creases now. As runners jog and sound men lean. I've learned my lines, we're quite a team.. with birthday Sue and sooty Dave.. the risks we take favour the brave. It's all been worth the sweat and tears, a hundred props of seventeen years. With actors, crew and faithful few. The final shots to rave review. A shout hooray and rapturous clap.
For Acting on Impulse.. it's a wrap x
Categories:
shirty, film, friendship, home, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
Molly had a chat with Bert,
Stating that she had an aversion to bottles that squirt,
She preferred her sauces in glass bottles,
The plastic monstrosities she'd like to throttle,
As she said this, she gave a squirt,
Squirting tomato sauce all over Bert's shirt
Categories:
shirty, 10th grade,
Form: Rhyme
A dental assistant named Bertie
Found patients could sometimes get shirty
One annoying old bloke
Would repeat the same joke
His appointment time was 'tooth hurty'
This old joke drove Bertie insane
Still he laughed at it once again
But the dental staff
Had the biggest laugh -
This gentleman’s surname was Payne!
06~08~17
Categories:
shirty, humorous, irony,
Form: Limerick
Giggling Girty became quite shirty
When her boyfriend was acting flirty,
With a handful of mud
Delivered with an awful thud
Her boyfriend is now dizzy and dirty.
Categories:
shirty, children, humorous, boy,
Form: Limerick
Leany Reany was so cleany,
She bathed five times a day,
She washed herself with ropey soapy
After every little play.
Dirty Burty was so shirty
When he had to take a shower,
He washed himself with muddy buddy,
Never smelling like a flower.
-more poems like this can be found at:
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Categories:
shirty, children, funny,
Form: Rhyme
Short, sharp and shirty
birds do not meddle as man
does with mint for lamb
Categories:
shirty, garden,
Form: Haiku
Dirtybird McCurdy…
Driven not deterredy
Young though quite maturedy
Vision crisp not blurredy
Speech smooth not slurredy
On like the horse he’s spurredy
And in like the fish he’s luredy
King of dirty wordy
Success is quite assuredy
Actin’ quite alerty
As well as extroverty
Leaves a’turnin’ verde
Time to chase some skirty
Takin’ off the shirty
Feelin’ sort of flirty
Lookin’ for a purty
That’s lookin’ rich and sturdy
In pain and quite injuredy
Much cost will be incurredy
To the specialist he’s referredy
A good chance he’ll be curedy
Not running with the herdy
Old skeletons interredy
Categories:
shirty, allegory, dedication, health,
Form: Rhyme