Short Bumpkin Poems
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Country bumpkin heading to school.
Passing through a town's neatly gardened symmetry.
Glimpse how other half lives.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
There was a thief, name of Lonnie Lumpkin
Accused of stealing a thousand pumpkins
He put them in trees
They stank in the breeze
Wud-ja expect from a Count-Tree Bumpkin
Sharp tongues flying in the depth of night
Deep eyes looking for dirt under one's skin
Shallow minds that float and can't be bright
And the gossipmonger guy was a bumpkin
June 7, 2023
I'm a humble country bumpkin,
comfy in a patch of pumpkins.
Feeling hungry and romancy,
I took her to a restaurant, fancy.
I asked for a microscope so posh,
to see the dish beneath the cloche.
There once was a psychopath named Fred
who sculpted heads for Halloween's dead
a poor country bumpkin
he wouldn't waste a pumpkin
carving up trick-o-treaters instead.
Silliness is what silliness does, an old proverb
I'm a professional, so don't challenge what I offer
That's really “prunkin”
You country bumpkin
Just don't cut it, my mind's quite awkward
There was a dusty man, and he drove a dusty mile,
He found s rusty engine by a rickety old stile;
He bought a mangy hound, who chased a mangy deer,
And they all lived together on a porch and drank a beer.
This scarecrow is no country bumpkin
His bottom and head are ripe pumpkin
Touch him if you dare
He’ll give you a scare
By pricking your hand with a bodkin
Inspired by the picture Lin sent to me
25-09-17
Limerick : Once Hillbilly Bumpkin came to town
Once Hillbilly Bumpkin came to town
Citizens mocked this no-make-up clown
She hitched ride on red bus
To Piqued-Silly-Circus
And there let drop (her) feathered eiderdown.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Call me hayseed, bumpkin, hillbilly, or crazy hick
Fresh inspiring country air surrounds me thick
I could run outside naked if I wanted
I live where deer and wild turkey are hunted
Wild boars wander up to my yard to root
My garden has veggies, my trees bear fruit
The sun I see is better than most ever find
Taking me away from the country would be unkind
A country boy
from the Yorkshire Dales
overnight an one hit wonder
when appearing on television in the uk's
top pop show.
'Thank your lucky stars'
This country bumpkin
in the big city
five star hotel, limousine, the works
along with an accent to boot
and a new one to learn
from the usa,
'Freddy Cannon' from the deep south
the top act, along with england's finest.
And i was only 19.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Frothy exhaust curdles the Lumpkin
pumpkin
Hard Cider breath exudes from
every male bumpkin
Screamin kids Crab apples into
melted taffy dunkin
Uncle Leroy's flabby ass into
shredded bale sunken
Aunt Polly on the sagging porch
swing drunken
Cousin Marie on sawdust kitchen
floor corn husks shuckin
Baby Liza in corn pone crib goat's
milk from RC botttle suckin
One-eyed Grandpa Moses up at
Bear Cove spelunkin
my name is Karen
not to be confused with Aaron
i was raised in the hills,
but that don't hide the fact i still have bills
I've traveled the world
I've seen all sorts of places in this world
I've made a lot of memories
to the notebook with my peneries(made up word)
I'll write a tale or two
cause in my life there have been a few
i want people to know about me
at the end of my life they'll see
i wasn't just a country bumpkin
i was a smart and sassy pumpkin
You lied
I cried
Lie low
Hello
My dear
Her rear
Was flake
You snake
Slitter
Hitter
Batter
Scatter
Foul balls
Who falls
I did
You squid
I plea
Leave me
Your eyes
Like pies
And sweets
And tweets
That sing
And bling
That sate
Your plate
Without
A doubt
Peter
Cheater
Pumpin
Bumpkin
Bowwow
Chow Chow
It's clear
Leave here
connie pachecho
1/12/25
Note-A prelude to this poem, "If I Were Your Love," dated 5/1/23.