Short Doggerel Poems
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Poor Hello Kitty
Rests on a stoop
Her eyes droop
Bird poop
Now goop
In her hair
People, beware
Of birds in the air!
A-crostic
M-akes
Y-ou
S-ee
A-s
Q-uote
U-ses
I-mpressive
D-oggerel
O-de
Topic: Birthday of Amy Saquido (June 15)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
We suffer that lyrical curse,
The scribbling of unrefined verse.
'Tis Duggan's "Doggerelitis";
And teachers ironically fight us,
Like being beat up by your nurse.
Doggerels, *raunchy rhyme*
Are what purists call crap.
But who has the time
To listen to those sap?
We Doggerelists,
Rhymers unstable,
Are going to persist,
Whenever able.
There once was a poet named Swain
Who had absolutely nothing to gain
He wrote doggerel all day
With nothing much to say
The old fellow was a genuine pain.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written December 24, 2020
For Sencleri-Limoku Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Dogmatic deconstructionists
declaim
the Dogs of Doggerel
during the
Dog Days of Delusion
Deluded destroyers
deliver
the Dogfights of Doggerel
during the
Dog Dances of Derision
Derisive decoys
denounce
the Doghouses of Doggerel
during the
Dog Dreams of Deception
Quoth I unto the Rock:
"Hast thou seen an old, black clock
With the Coo-Coo bird abruptly missing?"
Quoth the Rock:
"Sorry, I have not seen the clock
That you have sought:
I've been watching the Lover's kissing!"
*This piece is meant to be absurd; doggerel, I suppose. Just something silly and (hopefully) fun :)
Form:
Nonce, twaffling and outgrabbish trolls,
pilgriffed and trumbled threen by doggerel.
All did amphigorous cleem to shwangle the shweeng,
and shming the shmengle without shmee.
Alas! Alack! Alloy!
Jimble! Jingle! Twimble! Twoy!
Jabberwocks and jumblies;
Trinkles and troys,
With toves and raths
In joves did cloy.
. for public domain
I have not found true love can last,
amidst the troubles we've amassed,
beyond the life which we are cast,
yet in this world we find so busy,
and all the aches that make us dizzy,
like Thomas Mann's poor Little Lizzy,
we will not put our love to rest,
for not by being loved, but, loving,
we are always at our best.
I did make a wasp gasp
with my splendiferous doggerel
that not even I sit well
with. & a note came from hell
penned in a tongue alien to me...
only the vile violet violinist
understood such oneiric idiocy...
& said it was emetic
& not truly good nor copacetic.
Even September agrees
such is the golden music
that easily delights the bees
& can make a wasp gasp.
Some Old, Short Ditties
(doggerel)
I.
Our sojourn on Earth
is of diminutive worth.
Our small time is spent
(and no more are we lent!)
long before we're ready.
II.
Drunkening wine of heady
illusion obliterates thought
and causes confusion.
III.
Fleeting is life!
Fruitless existence!
'Ere any purpose
is completed
life is done --
and we're defeated!
'
Form:
I'd like to spend some time with you,
my dark and smooth draftee.
At dusk, when all my work is through,
I know you'll wait for me.
You're full of body, fair on top,
a bubble-head they say.
Your scent of roasted malt and hop
a working-man's bouquet.
Although there's fire in your veins,
Your touch is always cool.
I hope this doggerel explains
why, Stout, I am your fool.
A Balliol rhyme is a doggerel verse form with a distinctive meter. A quatrain, with a pair of couplets (rhyme scheme AABB), with four beats per line. Written by the poet who elaborates on their character, exploits, or predilections.
Once was a bird who had enjoyed
her timeless spend became annoyed
when my new Tom bravely demands
cat's pointed views hid claw commands.
One slouch theory is that
thirty thorny
tin entities perhaps
from Triton (or
from Troy?) have
taken over
other tiny tory nits named Tony and o-
riented them toward a
fictional final era
of human machination
using virtual farce-sens-
ing resister dada in compunction with dig-
ital ghost industrial
simpletons.
This writer of crime and verse
now remembered for couplets so terse,
A poem to 'show and tell'
this clever jingle-type doggerel-
so amusing,if written well !
Tribute to E(dmund) C(lerihew) Bentley (1878-1956) inspired by John's latest contest.Edmund
created this form in his 'Biography for Beginners(1905) and is also known for the milestone in
the crime genre he created with his 'Trent's Last Case (1913)
The crow took a crowbar, a dog a doggerel rhythm
Both played their great innings, hoho, they had that freedom
Crow’s wife a cold fish
Dog was so wolfish
He made lunch a rough fish and all gained subtle treedom.
"lxlxlxlxlxlxl"
'
You may as well put the shovel down
If you think this vivisepulture will be my end
I survived the suffocation of a small town
And I'll be damned if this is how I descend
Just another obsequious sycophant
And a supercilious, self-aggrandizing fraud
In this room there is but one elephant
And it will most certainly break down the façade
I will use the stone you try to bury me with
To build on top of your house a splendid monolith
It is our poetic verse
That releases the restraints
Opening our minds eye
To flowing sincere thought
It is the flowing of ink
That becomes our salve
Healing our wounds and scars
Allowing us to be unafraid again
It is the poet’s candid opus
The voice of the untainted spirit
Transferring our tedious passions
From internal, to pen, to parchment,
It is our steadfast sanctuary
Where we hide in total exposure
Our poetry is the end of todays voyage
For we who dare to wander
?Twenty-Twenty-Two skidoo
your year is through
we’ve had too much
of you.
Supply chain
Ukraine
Insane
And one needn’t be clairvoyant
to know despite vaccines bivalent
Covid is here to stay.
Mask-up.
Climate overheating
sea levels rising
yet Buffalo freezing
perhaps the Bills
will win Superbowl LVII
in MMXXIII
Twenty-Twenty-Two skidoo
your year is through
we’ve had too much
of you.
I classified this as free verse but there should be a category for doggerel