Short Bums Poems

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


Bums On the Beach

some play in a band
lay around on the sand
beat on  cans
this is there plan
to pertend to teach
theyer 
BUMS ON THE BEACH


Beach Bums

friends and eye
this is no lie
we love the sand
love bands
and l hold hands
we run and have fun
like a sungun
we're each
BEACH BUMS

Street Corner Bums

FROM CITY TO TOWNS
and around
they walk up and down
some drink wink and stink
theyer black white other too
and some
STREET CORNER BUMS

Premium Member Beach Bums

Silly selfies by the pool.
Vacation memories to keep us through winter.
One Two Three... Say Fun!


Wordku: 5-7-5- words

AP: 3rd place 2025
Form: Other

Summer Bums

when it hot
no doudt
they come out
amd smell rot
they lay around
up and down
the street and the beach
some drink and preach
some or not dumd
SUMMER BUMS


Idle Bums

If sadness be the eternal gift of love
Live out a life of Love till Eternity
And let all sadness Lie
Because nothing good
Ever comes from rotten plums
And idle bums

Bums In the Park

summer is coming
watch the bummer
theyer around
up and down
acting like a clown
so don't be  blind
cause they drank wink
from morning thur the dark
BUMS IN THE PARKS

On the Corner Bums

make you alert
to see the lazy jerks
drinking and stinking
standing around
walking and down
looking like clown
some act dumd
and or loner
theyer
ON THE CORMER BUM

Bums On a Park Bench

you can tell by the smell
theyer not doing well
some no shoe
you do what you can too
as  they lay
you can help but say
day or after dark no fence
its
BUMS ON THE 
PARK BENCH

Premium Member Bums

Bums are yummy as they swing back and forth Course I talkin' bout ladies, I have it on good source Much preferred by us gents For bums, we're hell-bent Like a drug, now in rehab but much better, of course
fun
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Bums

Bums are yummy as they swing back and forth Course I talkin' bout ladies, I have it on good source Much preferred by us gents For bums, we're hell-bent Like a drug, now in rehab but much better, of course
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Bums

Bums are yummy as they swing back and forth Course I talkin' bout ladies, I have it on good source Much preferred by us gents For bums, we're hell-bent It's a drug, now in rehab but much better, of course
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Thumbs Up Their Bums

An amazing revelation that has long since become The universe contains neutrons, electrons, and morons The last one is quite obvious Just check out the wackiness Of the loonies at the mall with their thumbs up their bums
Form: Limerick

A Prayer For Some Old Bums New Start

If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul he take
If for me morning does not come
I pray for life to some old bum
A new beginning
A new start
Another chance to do his part
If for his old ways, he shall return
For my life back, I shall yearn
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Throw the Bums Out

Today, I thought I’d throw the bums out When I went to vote, I gave a great shout As I pulled the lever for new candidates, I discovered they were johnny-come-lates Who weren’t any better than the last bunch. When I read their names, I had that hunch, That in four years, I’d want rid of them, too, Trying to figure out the best thing to do!
Written November 8, 2022
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Bums Play Somewhere Else

Just in case this is something you didn't know before: the Dodgers don't play baseball in Brooklyn anymore. Ebbett's Field is a ballpark we will no longer see. It was torn down, and is now a part of history. Even though those boys in blue have gone away, they are still playing the game of baseball today. In a new town, the Bums have achieved greater success. Home games are played in the California city of Los Angeles.
Form: Rhyme

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