Short Airhead Poems

Short Airhead Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Airhead by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Airhead by length and keyword.

my mom is not an airhead

cause shes enrolled in premed

and when i am ill

i get a green a pill

thats why i am not lowbred.

© Richard Breese  

The " Airhead "  Spaceship  was  starting .

The  Astronaut " Bimbo "  departing .

She  really  looked  cute

In  her  skin-tight  space  suit .

A definite  no-no , was  farting .



Inspired by Carolyn's ; out of this world , limerick contest ..

© Sean Kelly  

Deep fried 
she cried 

then bloat 
and float

A house 
stained blouse

clueless 
for stress,

To bed,
airhead!

"Forgot"!
you brought 

you phoned
you're stoned,

she’s slow 
cracked crow,

clears throat 
like goat, 

Nancy
can't see 

funky,
junky,

go back
sad sack

drink rum 
you bum, 

and then 
find men.

© Lioness Onpaper  

I am not an airhead. 
My thoughts are sponges made of lead.
They swell inside my mind, behind my zoned-out eyes,
And shield me from your cutting lies. 

Although I should apologize, 
As your mind is clearly filled with flies. 
Since you cannot hold a thought longer than your breath, 
You speak with a distinct lack of depth. 

You see, I am not brain dead. 
My words are thought before they're said.

© Sevan Greer  

So, stranded on Framingham Turnpike,
I walked from the corpse of my Vette
(Unsure just what gasoline burns like),
as far as my high heels could get.

The tow trucker guy got my blood up,
his big chest all covered in hair.
He wordlessly lifted the hood up,
and studied the engine with care.

I’d let the poor pistons get wet, or
my battery somehow went flat?
He said, “Crap in the damn carburetor.”
“How often, dude, must I do that?”

© Michael Coy  

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2. Crown for the Queen of Poetry

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3. On the ‘I Do Not Know’ Poet

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4. The Lazy Poet’s Perfect Form

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5. A Troublesome Poem

      Tanka 
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6. Airhead Girl Who Writes Poetry

      Kimo
      Bimbo



For Footle Contest: Sponsor, Tim Hicks
6 March 2016

© Richard D Seal  

Patty Lou said hello, I am cuckoo
then she giggled like it was a joke
I did not know what to make of her
my strategy was to avoid her

but we were on a bus trip
one night we were the only ones awake
we had a lovely chat for hours
my husband says I am nutty, she said.

I think you are pretty well-balanced I told her.
but she insisted she was a brainless airhead.
Her husband woke up and patted her hand.
He had a huge smile, I guess they liked thinking that.

© Caren Krutsinger