Short Canuck Poems
Short Canuck Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Canuck by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Canuck by length and keyword.
A maple leaf fell off the flag
When Mounted Police hit a snag
Some maple syrup
Stuck to his stirrup
Voilà Sergeant Preston in drag!
A constipated Canuck named Rory
took an atomic suppository.
It exploded his guts
and they soon found his nuts
somewhere in the Yukon Territory!
Over there, over there, send the word over there
Johnny Canuck is coming, his limericks to share
The drums are drumming
Good times are a-coming
Send a good giggle, better be prepared
Over there, over there, send the word over there
Johnny Canuck is coming, his limericks to share
The drums are drumming
Good times are a-coming
Send a good giggle, better be prepared
Over there, over there, send the word over there
Johnny Canuck is coming, his limericks to share
The drums are drumming
Good times are coming
Send the good word, to giggle be prepared
Maple trees are a symbol of Canada, our great land
It's leaf is featured on our flag we're a friendly band
Of peace loving folks
Friendship we evoke
Spoken by a true Canuck, covering my heart with ny hand
Maple trees are a symbol of Canada, our great land
It's leaf is featured on our flag we're a friendly band
Of peace loving folks
Friendship we evoke
Spoken by a true Canuck, covering my heart with my hand
Monty Python taught me, the more outrageous the better
Brits were born with giggle genes, the rest got aged cheddar
Being a Canuck
Was partly in luck
My genes, though worn, are still Brit-based giggle-spreaders
Monty Python taught me, the more outrageous the better
Brits were born with giggle genes, the rest got aged cheddar
Being a Canuck
Was partly in luck
My genes, though worn, are still Brit-based giggle-spreaders
Learned from Monty Python, the more outrageous the better
Brits were born with giggle genes, the rest got aged cheddar
Being a Canuck
Was partly in luck
My genes, though worn, are still a Brit-based giggle-spreader
Over there, send the word over there
This Canuck is coming, his limericks to share
The drums are drumming
Good times are a-coming
Send a good giggle word, better be prepared
(Based on an old World War II song)
Canadian by birth, North American by choice
Yankee, Canuck, Mexicano, I speak with one voice
We live strong and free
These great countries three
I raise my voice in harmony and happily rejoice
© Jack Ellison 2015
The Canuck Canuck
Remember dancing the Canuck-Canuck;
Then terrible poems did have to chuck, Into a big maze;
Burn up in blaze;
Like Horn's are horrible and would suck.
Jim Horn
is that all you got
dis located
francais
lover
your comment was
quite correct my
not so froggie
not friend
i'm not a bully
i'm god of
what you
call
a sandbox
but it's not
Richard
it's a
cat's meow
of a litter
box and
i'm top
dog
and
you're
a piece
of
shh
...it lol
......Dick
Form:
"drunken canuck roadside assistance" or "AA eh"
perhaps i can
't cook with
out a
douse
of what's
not out of a
moose's
snout
or
what snot
is not
a
boot or
about
but
i know what i
knew i now
know
now
that
then
if your day
begins then
it should also
end with a
Guinness and
an absolvo te eh
men