Short Canucks Poems

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


NASTY CANUCKS

ARE JUST NASTY DUCKS

TALK INSULTING US, CANUCKS

CALL US NASTY CLUCKS

IT IS NEVER DUCKS

IT IS ALSO NEVER CLUCKS

JUST SAYING AW SHUCKS
Form: Senryu


Premium Member The Land of the Law

Upon the mild mannered Canucks,
Descended an army of trucks.
In the capital town
To bring the government down…
A town full of lawyers, good luck!
Form: Limerick

For Canadian Eyes Only

Happy Thanksgiving to all you Canucks
I'd send you a card and maybe some bucks
but I'm broke
that's no joke
Stay close to the fire and wear your mukluks
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Un-American Activity

      Hickory Dickory Duck
      The defenseman stole the puck

        He still didn’t score
        The game was a bore

      Hockey’s a game for Canucks
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Over There

Over here, send the word over there Canucks are coming, limericks to share The drums are drumming Good times are a-coming Send a good giggle word, better be prepared
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Stanley Cup 2011

Hockey season has just begun.
Now glued to t.v. for my fun.
   Canucks is my team,
   We have common dream,
This year `Lord Stanley' will be won.









for "Let's Limerick"  sports nut contest
Form: Limerick

At The Mall

Darn dogs bark, disturbing my thought
Two canucks in a truck never give up,
With a wide turning radius they hobble the curb,
Parking in stalls, for small cars,
One stops next to you, to block the view,
The senior’s scooter pushes through
The traffic, at the shopping mall
All with conflicting purposes
Trying to buy food ~psp

dr. (pi)
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Oliver Smart Goes To the Olympics

Oliver Smart so full of 
pride
Loved to toboggan, on his 
bum he did slide
Yippee he would yell as he 
conquered the hill
Maybe I’ll go to Vancouver, 
compete, what a thrill
Pictures of gold medals in 
his head did deluge
Instead to find out that his 
sport was the luge   
Crazy canucks he 
exclaimed with a shout
Sorry boys but this Oliver’s 
out
Form: Acrostic

Canucks

Hearts shattered
Open ice
Friendly smiles
Competitions vice

A tie, they say
A game well loved
How can we win
When peace is the ideal above

We slaughter them humanely 
We butcher them halal
Oil don't do well on our coast
And Orca's don't do well there

Are we better at entertaining than winning?
Now there's an original thought
We'd better burey the Oilers
Otherwise we'll get caught
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