Short Barbie Poems
Short Barbie Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Barbie by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Barbie by length and keyword.
barbie and ken travel keen
into deep space so serene
starried sky dance
astral romance
setting the new cosmic scene.
blue eyes
tells lies
fact check?
train wreck
Nazi
Barbie
detracts
retracts
distorts
reports
bombshell
Trump's belle
You really can’t blame Barbie dolls
For always ignoring Ken’s calls
For it’s obvious that
The poor kid was flat
And GI Joe had all the balls
Rock Hardonn had a magic wand
Of which his sister was not fond
She would beg and plead
But Rock had a need
For Barbie Q to meet James Bond
B-utterflies
A-lways
R-adiate
B-rilliant
I-ridescent
E-legance,
W-onderfully
A-lluring
Y-ou
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Barbie Way)
Some one with large rabbit ears
is familiar to my breathing
Don't say it is by chance
Page by page i write her all
From false nose to pony tail
and her old barbie dresses
Vargas pin up girls of the thirties
intrigued us, delighted us, incited us
then along came Barbie, reinforcing
that women are beautiful,
almost as delightful as the automobiles they sell
quintessential monarch Barbie doll model
wore ultimate gown fashioned by the ultimate dresser
took fashion week to a whole new level
thank you Alexander McQueen
for making this vision possible
While baby-sitting my six-year-old granddaughter, she asks...
"Do you want to play "Barbie", Papa"
How could I refuse such an invitation,
after all, ...
There's a first for everything!
She took her water colors and went swish swish swish
A variety of colors twirled around in her paint dish.
I am making something you have to guess Kyra said.
I knew immediately it was a Barbie head.
B-eacon
A-nd
R-ays
B-ring
I-mpressive
E-nergy
E-mitting
C-omplete
L-ight
E-ven
V-iew
I-s
A-mazing
Topic: Birthday of Barbie F. Eclevia (May 15)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Mother of the Deer
Barbie Matriarchs
Hunter stalker
Caught in sights of rifle shot
For sport and meat
Sorry my Dear
This is what people do
Like Jan the wise lady said
Survival of the fittest
Not the prettiest
Ethereal cloud of pink carnations and blue hydrangeas
Overtook her thoughts, turning her wispy and willing
Her caramel skin tones oozed into her Barbie dream girl mind
Silken red teddy-laden, she gave him her come hither look.
BEST IS ONLY NIKITA
SHE EAT BUTTER OTHER FEEL BITTER
OH SHE IS THE BEST
SHE IS BARBIE OF BEAUTY
SHE IS THE BEST IN
THE WHOLE UNIVERSE
SE IS THE BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST
SHE IS BEST HENCE I SHOULD ALSO BE BEST
DOLLING UP SNOWMEN
In the creation of all snow-women,
made of frozen tears, you must count to ten.
Barbie is upside-down,
turning a smile from frown.
She farts snowballs, then fast throws them at Ken.
12/23/2017
There’s crustaceans in my rations,
And the krill are in my pills.
There’s a prawn on my lawn,
And all this gives me chills.
There’s an oyster who is cloistered
With a crawfish in a dish,
But the shrimp is on the barbie,
And that’s what gives me thrills.
You are what you eat
So dine on game meat
The taste is a treat
And gives you fast feet
Vegetables eat crap
And then take a nap
A slow-running sap
Can sweeten each scrap
Meat may be for men
But wives wonder when
The coq loves the hen
Like Barbie loves Ken
I'm not a drama queen
a barbie doll
someone's else spleen.
I know I'm not a sex pistol
or soda can
or avatar.
I know I'm not filthy
or rabid
or mean
But I've been so much
milled as a machine
that I gotta lot more findin' out what
I'm not
so's i can get onto what
I AM.
Dedicated to my Moma
Mom’s loving hands knitted me Barbie’ clothes,
my son’s small sweater I display in pose,
and our blanket of unique square patterns.
Our cute child animal mittens were cool.
Wool surrounds me, comforts me, love is wool.
Her Voice full of love
Made birds sing
Clouds clear from skies above
Battles faced and
Children lost
Broken Voice now
Is the cost
Lullabies once
And children’s tales
Measured happiness
When all else fails
Barbie dolls and
Maybe Ken
Sad and lost
A likely end
My fair ladylove
How dare she saunters the halls
Taunting a man so graphically
She holds the very knowledge
That her figure is astonishing
It is to be concluded that she cherishes
Being the focus of my poems
She then exhibits herself quite flawlessly
Bearing equivocal fervor
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Sun
Shining
Azure sky.
Barbie fired up
Soon the guests arrive
Bringing food and cold beer
Children play while adults chat
The steaks sizzling on the barbie.
Drinking and eating with much laughter
On this bright and warm August summer day.
for a Barbie even she is hot, hot, hot
possibly arriving from the South, or maybe not…
her flaming red hair is the perfect color for her.
orange and pink gown makes this Barbie purr.
she might be my favorite I think, premature.
For I have since collected ninety-nine others way after her.
Can anarchy have empathy?
Yes, in our land of Aussies,
We say no wucking furries,
Always more snags on the barbie,
Still listen to a bit of Acca Dacca,
More burgers and fries from Maccas,
Frocked up in trackie dakkies,
Yes, it's the land of Aussies,
Our form of anarchy has empathy!!!
Fair be the mountains with cascading waterfalls
Fair be faces of childhood barbie dolls
Fair are the raindrops falling from the sky
And fair are all the rainbows that catch the human eye
We need not to consider that lovely is a curse
For it is all that it can be
in God's wondrous universe