Short Burping Poems
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Regardless of weather,
Or else lips like leather;
Are chirping;
Badly burping;
Like a ball that is tether.
This is Trump the Terrible.
Jim Horn
I heard a noise that sounded like a cricket
Then once again, coming from her thicket
Soozie cried, "I keep burping."
"No," I said. "It's a chirping!
I'm not gonna touch that sticky wicket."
sisters gobbled up cookies as they played hearts
They tried to ignore each other’s semi loud farts.
The burping was due to the Coca cola they’d drink.
One of the SBD's was so awful, her face was blood pink.
You might know my mom Carla
Or maybe you do not
But I am sure
You haven't heard
That she burps a lot
She's burping when she's happy
And also when she's mad
All through the day
She burps away
And it makes her really sad
Borborgymic and gurgling,
he tried to go a-burgling,
but when he snagged the diamond ring,
his eructations stole the day.
So now he watches seminars;
he's learning how to play guitar.
He even hums a couple bars,
stamps license plates for play.
HOLIDAYS-- Cinqku
Midnight
black Friday
turkey burping
tryptophan tornado
red ink
Church bells
echoing
remembrances
disturb the secular -
rebirth
John G. Lawless
11/9/2014
submitted - Dr. Ram Mehta – Cinqku Poem – Poetry contest
rabbits rapidly running fast
chasing chocolate covered raisins grass
and how long do you think this will last
as my present becomes my past
only thing left are burping over weight bunnies
drinking marsh-mellowed hot minted chocolate
2/18/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Songbirds are singing,
voices are ringing,
morning arrives in the vale.
Hummingbirds humming,
woodpeckers drumming:
everything hearty and hale!
Throughout the forest:
katydid chorus;
Barn owl has something to say.
Crickets are chirping,
bullfrogs are burping,
glorious end to the day.
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The Alouette again: 5a/5a/7b/5c/5c/7b, two stanza minimum
Wa wa wonk wonk wonkwa
Have I won the Shulzer Prize?
Burping beautiful blue butterflies
Metamorphizing my mind
If only I could turn back time
Yet I can change into a colorful cartoon
I’m such a buffoon
And deep down I know
That when I stop feeling sorry for myself
Only then will I be forgiven for my shortcomings
So, until we meet again ...
“I love you, Mama.”
Dickens Had A Quickie Meal
limerick
Dickens had a quickie meal
And chilled out on a harp seal
Dickens was burping
The harp was harping
'Hey, you have not paid my hunch bill’
(C) Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
2014/12/03
on saturday night
you went out again
stunning,and pretty,and hot
all coco chanel
and victoria secret
ready to hit a jack-pot
on sunday morning
late quarter past three
you slept in the back
of my cab
smelling gin-tonic
tequila and beer
and burping once
in a while
thank god this is not
the end of the world
next week is another weekend
i'm sure you'll come out
much prettier again
in new dress
and no wonder new scent...
~A Night at the Pub~
Benny burped British beer.
Betty, his beatiful beau, could not bear it!
Betty, burped a huge bubble back at Benny.
Beer burps, for the beloved's face are far more than bad,not worth a penny
Benny continued beside his beau, guzzling the luscious foam.
Better drive your beautiful Benz home, leaving burping, beaus alone!
4/21/2021
In his la-la-world
he is a superhero
fake teeth
fake hair
fake love
fake dreams
instead of wife
has a decoy
plastic figures
instead of kids
mac chicken bites
and burger kings
diapers
instead of underwear
playing nonstop
video games
killing fake monsters
by thousands
selling ice cubes to eskimoes
and cigarettes
to the cubans
the only super power he has
is sneezing,
burping
and farting hard
and drinking beer
at the same time...
Back Creek Sounds
Rhythmic wave crescendos,
Like dynamic static of radios,
Tinkling and gurgling noises,
As liquid over rocks poises,
Ospreys shriek at laughing gulls,
Slapping water on slicing hulls,
Burping diesels add staccatos,
Winds strum mast-stay legatos,
Sails fill or flap by whispered pressure,
Bouys gong in the background with hauture,
As my toes on the sand go crunch,
Shouts my stomach, “Seafood for lunch”.
I ate;
I ache;
Now I smell up the air;
passing those flatulent gassy breeze;
Inhaling warm air, burping a bleach;
Constipated, concentrated dreams;
Reality pinching me at the seems;
Evacuated;
Re-leaved myself;
Now I deposited wasted products;
Inhaling warm air, burping a bleach;
Biodegradable stents;
Reality pinching me at the seems;
Constipated, concentrated dreams;
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018 ©
11/15/18
Bococo bay
beyond Ballay,
beyond Bar Reef,
beyond belief;
big booby bawls
brash booming calls
bedraggled beasts
bake bacon feasts
boss bozos boast
beside bad ghosts
blue butt Baboons
bemuse with tunes
bone bodies boo
(boil boogers too)
bombastic boys
bang, bang with noise
bijou boats float
bob bob in moat
blind burping bird
begs to be heard
Bococo bay
beyond Ballay,
beyond Bar Reef,
beyond belief;
beyond Bopeep
beyond my sleep.
Backyard mavens, wise crones
recall generations of groundhogs
that have dwelt in these hedgerows.
In winter
they seed the ground with 'Puffcorn Delites'
bought wholesale from Sam's Club.
The comfortable groundhogs nap in their burrows
contemplating evening feasts.
Furred paws in tartan house slippers
shuffle at back doors. A grey whiskered fuzziness
that is part critter, part elderly granny
stand ever ready
to lend a hand in case baby groundhogs
need burping.
Hallway wall
Surreal art shouts;
Images startle
Steadfast drought,
Browning the greens;
Rain on hiatus
Dryness spreads
Drought loiters well;
Dreary comfort
Dry spells,
Dry feel;
Dehydration
Words fail,
Music stops;
Collateral damage
Fine writes,
Show-and-Tell;
Bizarre burping
Wise words,
Vain dreams;
Cacophony
Listen...
Wind calls;
Post mortem
No escape
From more words;
Mood swing detour
Leon Enriquez
19 Mar 2014
Singapore