Short Colic Poems
Short Colic Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Colic by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Colic by length and keyword.
Kid With Colic
Kid With Colic
Am a cute kid with case of the colic;
It made me so sad I became bucolic;
Testy have been,
Without a grin;
No wonder my wife was an alcoholic.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet...
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Categories:
colic, allegory, analogy, , cute,
Form:
Limerick
Stock Funds
There lies my wallet on my bureau,
Pictures, it has ten….. money zero.
Each night I go out to check my 401K,
..They’re in the barn …eating hay.
Every day they go out to pasture to play whinny and frolic,
Dam, I hope that 401K doesn’t colic !...
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Categories:
colic, funny
Form:
Epigram
Hermetic Justice
Chickens we consign to coops
Pigs we pack into pens
Horses we corral in a stable
Cows we stick in a shed
Our children play in spacious playpens
at night, like roses, they sleep in a bed
Yet animals have fun, they feed and frolic
~ while asthmatic youngsters develop colic...
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Categories:
colic, animal, children, fun, sick,
Form:
Rhyme
Mama Tells It Like It Is
Maria Josephine is our seventeenth nanny
They cannot take it
They can’t!
Junior has colic
He cries and he rants
He is a horrid little creature
Except when he is asleep
But that is fitful
His sleep is never lengthy or deep
She will leave us too,
They rarely stay later than a day
In the mean time I will get a bit of rest
For I am the mama who dares not run away....
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Categories:
colic, education,
Form:
Free verse
In the Year 1860
after a few drinks
one cold night
the Rev. Mr Culpepper
left his club
in the eastern part of
Jasper County Mississippi
on his walk home
he was taken sick
and stopped at the residence
of a dear lady friend
the widow mary banes
there hie took
a dose or two
maybe even three
of medicine
followed by
some liquid
libation
here he suddenly died
in a manner of minutes
his disease
was found to be
bilious colic...
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Categories:
colic, dream,
Form:
Free verse
Snow Path
Ice pile up on window rubbed away.
Sun tasting isicles, drips on sips today.
It may pass May but bitter cold will not relinquish its hold
on bouquet of snow fakes frozen outside.
With a kiss,
lips seal spring of winter green bliss when parting tree bough
red bow heavy cardinal.
Like a card greeting you,
jay laugh out loud, blue wing fowl encouraging smile.
Ever more do snow haunt of grave frolic,
as babies with colic cry,
Squalls whimpering to die as raven fly.
The End....
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Categories:
colic, innocence, nature, snow,
Form:
Free verse