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Short Bib Poems

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


In Need of a Bib
after thirty-one years of involvement, she undressed and I yell, "FOOD"...

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Categories: bib, cute love,
Form: Monoku



Bib Lick All Leo
A lady who shops at the mall
Bought a bra a wee bit too small
Because she has more
Her cups runneth o'er
The Pride goeth before a fall...

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Categories: bib, humor,
Form: Limerick
Bib Leo Feel
Parents give teachers dirty looks
They don't want students reading books
Why flip your lid?
Kids never did!
Its much more fun to learn from crooks!...

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Categories: bib, education,
Form: Limerick
Unbibed
The trouble with eating lasagna
is that you'll get half of it on ya.
A bib is a good defense
though at dignity's expense.
So try the special at La Fonda....

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Categories: bib, food, humor,
Form: Limerick
Necktie
What's your necktie dangling for?
Too stiff, too thin to be a scarf,
a bib or an apron;

too smooth to be a hankie,
too short to be a suicide noose
to contemplate on!...

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Categories: bib, funny
Form: Tail-rhyme



Premium Member Jocular Jokester Jetting Past Jib
Jocular jokester jetting past Jib.
Joyful juggernaut jousting in jest.
Benevolent benefactor beseeching baby’s bib.
Bequeathing beloved blue beret, belly button the best....

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Categories: bib, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th
Form: Light Verse
Wore a Bib Eating a Rib
Wore a Bib Eating a Rib

So buddy can you spare me a rib;
Am eating one  while wearing bib;
We ate a few,
Which will do,
Hearing Trump telling another fib. 

Jim Horn...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bib, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Dangling Contemplation
What's a necktie 
dangling for?

     Too stiff, too thin 
     to be scarf, a bib 
     or an apron,

Too smooth to be 
a hankie,

     too short to be 
     a suicide noose
     to contemplate on!...

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Categories: bib, age, analogy, anxiety, culture, funny love, humor,
Form: Personification
Premium Member Hand Me Polyester Please
Satin makes people look corpulent and shiny.
Silk is my material of choice.
Except it has to be dry-cleaned.
And it is never the same after a grease spot.
Hand me that polyester pantsuit please.
And a bib....

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Categories: bib, silly,
Form: Light Verse
Poems 19 Her Love
POEMS 19 HER LOVE 



HER LOVE IS HIGHER THAN ANY MOUNTAIN., 

HER LOVE IS DEEPER THAN ANY VALLEY BELOW. 

HER LOVE IS FIRM & STRONG. 

HER LOVE IS FROM A BIB BONE OFF MY SIDE. 






MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS 

AUTHOR...

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Categories: bib, beautiful, beauty, best friend, betrayal, birthday, black
Form: Prose Poetry
Poems 19 Her Love
POEMS 19 HER LOVE 



HER LOVE IS HIGHER THAN ANY MOUNTAIN., 

HER LOVE IS DEEPER THAN ANY VALLEY BELOW. 

HER LOVE IS FIRM & STRONG. 

HER LOVE IS FROM A BIB BONE OFF MY SIDE. 






MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS 

AUTHOR...

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Categories: bib, appreciation, beautiful, beauty, black african american, blessing,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Just Gimmie a Casserole
Just “Gimmie” a Casserole By: Tom 12-2-2019 I could never be thought of as bon vivant guy, I prefer plain “vittles” that will stick to a rib. Most fancy dishes I allow to pass my plate by, and I never eat things that require a bib.
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© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bib, how i feel,
Form: Lyric
Loony Toon Went To Moon In Bib Balloon
When we go to moon
we have been in big balloon
like a looney toon

memory applied
when river would open wide
had been at high tide

conducted caper
to become conservator
of her curvature

of time when in expanse
ended up splitting my pants
planting perfect plant...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bib, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Then and Now
I use to be a baby
I use to sleep in cribs
Now I'm a young lady
That doesn't wear a bib

I use to be toothless
I use to have tiny feet
Now I use a toothpaste
That doesn't taste so sweet

I use to throw tantrums
I use to be a mess
Now I'm very random
And gives my parents stress...

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Categories: bib, childhood, teen, time,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Day's Delicious End
~     a lemon drop sun melts sweet on the sky's pink tongue ... dusk's bib stained with plum     ~







~ 1st Place ~  in the "Mon-O" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "One Liner" Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor....

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Categories: bib, analogy, beauty, color, eve, metaphor, sky, sunset,
Form: Monoku
Premium Member No X 10
No Times Ten ( No X 10 )                      

No idols
   No images
         No other gods
               No misusing God’s name                                                      No parental dishonor
No working too hard
               No lying
               No cheating
No coveting
No killing
09142016PS
Bib.Exod. 20...

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Categories: bible, change, christian, heaven, relationship, religion,
Form: Prose
Premium Member He Is Herding the Hens
Where is the new foreman I asked.
He’s down in the barn, herding the hens
I ran right down. Hens are quite a task.
He had brand new bib overalls; he fit right in

He’s a little young isn’t he? I asked my mom
You were younger, she quickly reminded me
The hens took to him like a hypnotic ‘om’.
I was the proudest parent I could ever be....

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Categories: bib, family, farm, pride,
Form: Quatrain
Impromptu
so
when so
soon is due
the expected
the anticipated
day of day of days

truly
one and 
the same
birth and day
that the cast is on
the stage premiere of

birthday
certainly a
musical but not
at birth but just at
the first that the song
is sung as a blubbering one

glares
beyond
the cake
and candles
not even making a
wish with a bib slobbering smile...

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Categories: bib, muse,
Form: I do not know?
April Garden
My bib overalls
                              dried mud on both knees.
                              Dirt in the pockets
                              half pack of green peas.
                              I`m back in the garden
                              $10 for seeds,
                              for 5 bucks of produce
                              bug bites and weeds....

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Categories: bib, april, garden, spring,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member An American Scene
Sepia photo 
of my grandparents,
circa 1919.
Framed by a skeleton
of timbers.
He,a strapping,giant 
of a man
with saw in hand.
Worn, bib overalls,
carpenters belt.
She, a comely whisper,
cradling my father.
Summer dress billowing. 
No power tools then.
Each board inspected,
cut by hand, firmly nailed,
to craft the masterpiece
of a house, that would become, 
my grandparents home...

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Categories: bib, america, child,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Food Slob
She savored her delicious red eye gravy
Slurping it up while she was in the navy.
Most of us were truly uniquely impressed.
At how her stomach was adequately dressed.
The fabulous bib that she wore at her neck,
Was beauty-wonderful in every respect.
We followed her around this little tiny town.
Slurping ample bits of gravy off of the ground.
With a wisp of warm buttered corn on the cob.
Because you see she was kind of a slob....

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Categories: bib, food,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Barb's Delights
Let's go to Barb's Place
Have something to eat
Her perogies and cabbage rolls 
Are really hard to beat

If that's not enough
You should try out her ribs
Gooey and delicious
You better bring a bib

When it comes to cooking
Barb's food is like art
She prepares every morsel
With love from the start


Welcome to Poetry Soup Barb, what better person to contribute to the soup than a Chef Extrodinare. I am sure you will add your own special flavours....

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Categories: bib, dedication,
Form: Rhyme
From Hearing Sisappearing We Were Fearing
had been a hearing
Republicans disappearing
were always fearing
(Too much sobbing going on
Republicans said)

could see on each grave
statement about being brave
to respect God gave

would sleep in a crib
God created Eve with rib
when small wore a bib

a great guessing game
who is the person we should blame
address and their name

when we read a book
about much love in a small nook
next to stony brook

Poetry reading will be this Saturday
at 1100 AM EST....

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bib, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Lettering To You
By reason of
Yours truly, mumble
Via you're stunning
That is wherefore
Yours truly, is lettering to you
Your red sweet lip
Have yours truly drool
The minute yours truly
Gaze at the strawberry
Yours truly, will need a bib
You are quite charming.
Your smile was made 
To keep yours truly pleased
And yours truly cheerfulness
Was made to keep you smiling.
From the sun day to the moon night yours truly, always with you
In view of the fact that yours truly is a spotlight...

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Categories: bib, imagination, love,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Shattered Sighs