Short Cuties Poems
Short Cuties Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cuties by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cuties by length and keyword.
I know a comedian named Rudy
Had a gaggle of fans he called 'Cuties'
New jokes his Cuties offend
Which Rudy never intends
So Rudy hawks crosses in Djibouti
Sometimes I feel like a dirty old man
All I can think of is cuties when I scan
But I'm innocent by heck
Natural as breathing I suspect
Turning my crank and exposing my minivan
Jealousy precisely at an angle.
Two cuties and one guy in a tangle.
Tumble would be their goof.
The ice not shatterproof.
One of their exes snaps with wide-angle.
11/7/2020
What makes us male guys go totally loopy
Eyeballing young females with a cute little booty
There ain't nuttin' finer
Makes us growl like a tiger
Or scream like a banshee while ogling these cuties
What makes us male guys go totally loopy
Eyeballing young females with a cute little booty
There ain't nuttin' finer
Makes us growl like a tiger
Or scream like a banshee while ogling these cuties
What makes us male guys go totally loopy
Eyeballing young females with a cute little booties
There ain't nuttin' finer
Makes us growl like a tiger
Or scream like a banshee while ogling these cuties
Sometimes I feel like a dirty old man
All I can think of is cuties when I scan
But I'm innocent by heck
Natural as breathing I suspect
Turning my crank and exposing my minivan
© Jack Ellison 2015
chicago cuties
tangerine days of summer
when noon redbird sings
cool burst of sunshine
from the fridge of hot august
its dream turned to dust
flowers are flaunting
crisp tomorrows coming soon
orange sunset moon
It's a picture of Lucas and me.
We're cuties you have to agree.
The love that we share
with our Mom "Randa Bear",
is in the smile on my face that you see.
Poet: Ralph Taylor 5/2/11
Contest: Brotherly Love
What makes us male guys go totally loopy
Eyeballing a female with a cute little booty
There ain't nothin' finer
Makes us growl like a tiger
Or scream like a banshee while ogling these cuties
© Jack Ellison 2015
Tonight, is the night
Creatures of the shadows come into sight
Skeletons rattle with sound
Zombies rise out of the ground
I leave the lights on
Till, it comes the dawn
To dodge tricks from happy cuties
I stack loads of candies
If I don’t see you, though I am keen
I wish you a creepy Halloween
I saw a little bird today, it was a Bluejay.
The little bird was the cuties little thing.
But the bird had a broken wing. It tried,
and tried to fly, but it had a broken wing.
So, instead of flying the little Bluejay bird,
begin to sing, sing, sing. Do what you can do.
God Bless, Happy Holidays
I can't believe you saw my picture
Right away you send me a letter
Said the cuties things to me
Said i was the only one
We made plans to finally meet
You could't wait for just a bit
You saw me for the first time
Said nothing but good-buh
What was it that i did wrong?
Was i something else?
Was i ugly?
What was it?
Im still left with this blank
Inside my mind
P- potential
U- underestimated
P- presents from Heaven
P- pretty cute cuties
I- important to all that are awesome
E- essentially they are never really gone, just hidden!
S- so sad when they go to heaven... waiting for us to come, out puppies, our friends!
a note from my pup (she's on my keyboard!):
/8welkrfcb/LEFB540 XZSD SHE WISHES YOU A GREAT DAY!
Some white seedless grapes have been left on the vine.
They have a nice sweet taste that is really fine.
Each one of them has been given the kiss of sunshine.
I like to have handy little boxes of them each day.
See them dancing to the music of the late Marvin Gaye?
To many folks, those little cuties taste fine and dandy.
No wonder they are often called “nature’s candy”!
A garden of purple nature beauties,
Colourful small-sized nature gifts take flight,
it's a deep pleasure watching these cuties,
The sky is affable, serene and bright,
Basking in this ambience is alright,
We're in changing times and nature calls out,
For humans to take a different route,
As the night crawls, the sun takes a sink,
The wind says there's something to talk about,
The sky wears blushes of yellow and pink.
November 5, 2022.
Fashion of oppression
...cuties clothed withoup
caution,
fantasy fufilled yet
she's shy... I can bet.
Fashion of oppression,
dudes in dresses of
delusion;
illusion illuminated but he
knows
he smaller than the
balloon he blows.
Fashion of oppression,
painted with poor
passion;
comfort crushed, I see !
She sure funny but not
free.
Fashion of oppression,
shirts and skirt of
seduction
hanging on both old an
young,
who are weird and wrong
Form:
Anchor down, wind at ease all the sailors out to please, one by one they step off deck and into the arms of who knows heck.
For a night of drinking, a fist full of titty, and a bottle of good ole smitty, to drowned out their long and grueling lives and sink in pity by those beer goggled cuties who in the end get their share of good ole boys that breathe the sea as if it where air, waiting for someone who's never there, just to care.
By Leah Munoz
Pen name (Leloo Pair)