Short Annoy Poems
Short Annoy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Annoy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Annoy by length and keyword.
If I annoy you
Please tell me
Listen; i will do
If I annoy you
Please tell me
I will put my act together
If I annoy you
Please tell me
I will start anew
If I annoy you
Give me a hug
Game over
Trump and Ploy To Annoy
Trump as usual appears as another ploy;
It is only designed for his base to enjoy;
Rest of us will really irritate and annoy.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Soldier and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC 28422
For: Daniel Henninger
Wall Street Journal
[email protected]
Please do not annoy me today.
Best yet to quietly sneak away.
I took a sleeping pill too late.
So waking up I did so hate.
I am in no mood to be nice at all.
My glass of milk spilled down a wall.
My favorite blouse had a spill on the front.
Someone called me a little runt.
Please do not annoy me today.
Best to quietly sneak away.
Try Destroy, Annoy and Enjoy
These are Trump's favorite things
he likes doing without improving
and out of White House he should
be moving.
Deficiencies, Societies and Varieties
Also, just came to my mind.
What Trump the most seems to enjoy,
All of us he is always trying to annoy;
Familiar does sound,
All around;
Never accept or them tried to destroy.
Jim Horn
Pills, pills, pill, pills, pills, pills, pills.
I never used to take any no matter what my ills.
We have four giant bowls full,
They fit in our window sills.
Pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills.
I take them for my shoulder
When arthritis gives me a thrill.
Blue and white allow me to walk,
When foot pain kicks in and still
I feel annoyed by them
These pills, pills, pills, pills, pills.
They say that hate is a big word
What you suppose to do
When they pin you down
Making your life a living hell
For their benefit...
I know I was raised better than that
People sometimes really push you to the edge
Take a deep breath and try to calm down
How do you ignore them
When they think they trying to make you feel better
After they were willing to just let you fall from the cliff
So annoy...
The random times of fun,
of which I cannot run.
The most beautiful joy,
That make the teachers annoy.
Eating lunch during class,
Breaking windows made of glass.
Careless of the school rules,
Roaming making the teachers fool.
Such of free person was I,
Thinking of it I wanna cry.
I am ransacking for those days,
No matter what may it pays.
Those days were much fine,
Because in the end they were mine.
This verse offers such flowers,
gives them to us,
presents a vase of verse
so simply, yet with grace.
So simply, too, do we
receive them with that grace,
presented as they are
within this dainty vase.
Such a vase, with grace,
such flowers, with grace,
such a vase of verse
containing those flowers with finesse.
Why do we try so hard to create
verse for flowers and a vase
employing such a dainty voice
while we curse so much, oh yes, so much?
(Jul 2022)