Short Chap Poems

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


The Chap of the Zoo

There was once a chap of a zoological crew
And he got always plenty to do
One day he was prey
Nothing else more to say
So ended the fellow's life in the zoo
Form: Limerick


Chap From Calcutta

There was an old chap from Calcutta,
Who bought a new wood as a putter.
‘A bogey?’ he coughed.
‘This green isn’t soft -’
And swallowed a ball in mid-splutter.

For Craig’s Golf limerick contest, 31st March
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

~ Poem the 1st Chap. Inspired Bye ~ Part #17

~ Swollen ~ ~~ river ~~ ~ runs.~ ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~ Gods ~~  ~~ Mercy ~~ ~~ rains ~~ ~ down ~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ healing ~~~ ~~ the lands . ~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
© James Long  Create an image from this poem.

~ the Great Writers ~ (A Riddle) ~ Part #4 Chap #1

(~) (~) A challenge for all writers ... ! (~) (~) A Cry from within ... ! (~) (~) (~) (((((((((((((((((((Peace))))))))))))))))))) (~) f o r n o o t h e r r e a s o n!
© James Long  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member He was a Gumptious Enterprising Chap

He was a gumptious enterprising chap
To his monetary endeavors, I gave a simple clap
He developed a brand-new computer app
It pointed out a lucrative treasure map

Why didn’t he go broke? Asked my pal Hap
Because he then invented a tasty wrap
And a guard dog that gives you a zap
He was a gumptious enterprising chap
Form: Monorhyme


The Brilliant Chap

You got a brand name
Everyone knows you
You shine every day
So they just admire you
Thought of a wrong age
Miscalculated in mind
Your flesh isn’t too old
Like so same as mine
A brilliant chap
Can talk a lot of words
You can see him grinning
Though he’s just alone
Did I almost forget?
Oh you love to squeeze me
Almost ashamed 
You did see me

Persian Rug Protector

I know who could have your grave dug,
Your life stop with a reserved slug
Just for bearing a water jug
And treading on his Persian rug...

Not that jug's content you had spilled
But you have his trust in you killed
In his heart carved a wound not healed
Of the things he'd seek: Battlefield!
The chap who could seize someone's mug
And let it a great deal him bug
That one couldn't off the idea shrug...

What a Persian Rug protector,
Self helping with Lie Detector.
Form: Rhyme

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