Short Digger Poems
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Hyper as anything
Our Golden Cocker Spaniel
Digger is his name
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Spiny horned lizard
Arizona sand digger
Flat body blunt snout
Where are you going
With slithery ugliness
Wait up old friend
Golfing golden-age gentleman gladly gives go ahead-
gilds golf game, gets glory,
goofball glitzy gold digger girlfriend giggles
as there boat whip
and water sip
they dig deep
until its complete
put in a bold
its gold
while ships in motion
GOLD DIGGER AND THE OCEAN
A Digger who came from Down Under
Was disturbed by Donald Trump's thunder
It seems that a tweet
Incited a bleat
But who can blame Ewe for the blunder?
When you see her face
bucks are written all over
waiting to find her victim
Drinking your own blood
until you are fully drained
hah all the way to the bank..
Henry, an extraordinary excavator
Would arrive there sooner rather than later.
Using his big cat,
When shown where it was at,
He would dig you an enormous crater.
they as for dime
some or blind
some or out of there
mind
trying to take your money
some call you honey
theyer all the same
asking change
i don't call them digger
they are
BEGGER
Form:
A face is just a mischievous display! so many people get conned! If u are a true lover! then u need to be a love digger! Dig inside not outside! Dont try to find the body, look for the soul!
There was a gunslinger with a quick trigger.
Folks nicknamed him the town’s grave digger.
One day while setting his watch
He shot himself in the crotch.
Now he is noticeably missing his vigor.
She's Flossy,
Champagne Taste With Beer Money,
She's Bossy,
Takes What She Wants,
All You Have Sonny,
Hold Your Peace,
And Let The Lord Fight It,
Because In Heaven,
Bling,
Don't Mean A Thing,
Honey.
Can't get you to understand.
I already know your kind.
You're really blind.
Maybe, a sign,
to you, will be given.
To make you change,
your way of living.
I'm through with always giving.
It's only your grave,
that you're digging.
Bobby Bernard, a card-shark,
in Vegas to hone his art.
His bets never missed,
It was gambling bliss,
gold digger captured his heart.
Written 7-1-19
"Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest"
sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Digger from Oyster Bay
There once was a digger from old Oyster Bay
Who did the right thing on a very wrong day
While taking a hike down a long winding trail
Saw his daughter and mailman delivering mail
Surprisingly on take your daughter to work day
A Portland man found himself in perpetual gloom
Invited a pretty gold digger up to his room
He paid her well for special services,
Asked her to be one of his mistresses
And learned later she swept him cleaner than a broom.
written January 24, 2022
My dogs have been running lose
Now that they weigh a hundred pounds each, I am trying to control them
Our digger has dug his way out of one of our fenced areas
We are sitting in the other one – both dogs and I
If he had not dug under the neighbor’s fence
This would not be happening
GOLD DIGGER
Once, a gold digger I met.
With passion, the goldmine all night long she dug .
What a way to discover a talent
A grave digger she became.
For, her grave she dug, whilst for gold she dug.
If you cant'sea the sign you'll be on a tangent.
A tan gent co-signs but see'can't cold tune-chant.
Image's after android meme. Hidden ground ionic cream.
Galaxy guten-morgue, Abr'am's dreams; 47 Fringe Trek 22 seams.
Hereaway Marks, a Butler's Nitche; High-digger Hails philosophers pitche.
Her Heart never grow bigger.
Butt will do and her figure.
No need to worry.
It is not scary.
All she needs is a hard digger.
Verbose word
among deaf...
brilliant gesticulator
among blind...
wobbly loser
in lonely races,
harmless digger
from the deep void...
you have a fast hand
inside the fatal night,
you have a fleeting gesture
and an atrocious glow...!
you have no heroism
in the nameless pallor
of all your acts... !
“Please, Sam stop!”
“Why? Stan, Nope”
“Yes, Sam Stop”
“And just mope?”
“Your shovel drop”
“You can’t cope?”
“Soon shall hop”
“Means: no hope!”
“Means: You Look”
“A wound-Gosh!”
“Marks just took”
“All for dosh…”
“Now, I bleed”
“The grave feed
“Bad Grave - sure
“And wage poor,”
“Me God save”
“Every slave”
Goodbye soul-digger,the music is done
we've reached the heaven on it's peak
Wake up little darling, and rest on your feet
This is the last hour that we should've missed.
Goodbye to our last dance,
tomorrow is not ours to hold.
Let's cherish each moment like its the end
Thank you for the memories that wouldn't fade.
A wealthy old man in his fifties,
Loved a young girl he thought was just nifty.
His friends didn't like her.
They called her a piker.
But the old man said she was just spiffy.
He wished to marry the fraulein.
Asked his friends, "Do you think she'll be mine?"
I have plenty of money,
And she's such a honey.
Oh sure! Tell her you're 99.
Discussing the loud scary digger machine
Because it is terrifying their children
Badger takes the helm; he stirs them up
Rabbits and hedgehogs are slow to get hot
Squirrel is hopping around like a maniac, being squirrel.
Blue jay keeps his opinions silent, listening to wren and finch.
Poppies, wild rose and daisy keep their opinions for later.
The warrior stands on one leg in the sun
And watches the British fleet drop anchor
These strange white men raise their flag
And the warrior’s land is stolen from him
Over the years they say the warrior is lost
But when Australia marched to war
The warrior stands tall again standing tall
As a Digger wearing the rising sun.
© Paul Warren Poetry