Short Dumpy Poems
Short Dumpy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Dumpy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Dumpy by length and keyword.
I wanna be a wallaby
And not just a wanna-be,
Not a kangaroo or
Silly platypus
But, if I can’t be a wallaby
I think that I would wanna be
A plump and dumpy
Hippopotamus!
Categories:
dumpy, animal, children, fun,
Form:
Rhyme
Ted’s frigid wife was fat and dumpy -
he never got his rumpy pumpy
Ted took his neighbor Faye
for a roll in the hay
his livid wife wasn’t half grumpy!
5/18/19
9,9,6,6,9
Categories:
dumpy, humorous, husband, lust, relationship, wife,
Form:
Limerick
FLU
Well guess I was due
Feeling dumpy hot and chill
A touch of the flu
But have things to do
Can world survive without me?
Head aches full of spew
My bod feels like lead
The world can wait a spell
I’m going to bed!
Categories:
dumpy, healthworld,
Form:
Tanka
!!!!!!!!!!!
he’s rockin’ cool man from Plain Wreckage
who surfed chat rooms with lewd language
cables flashed girly *****
wifey caught him nude solo
chopped dumpy oldie’s 4-inch sausage!
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**uh, oh... no offense to the guys here, lol!
well, that's what women can do
which high-tech cannot do :)
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Categories:
dumpy, funny
Form:
Limerick
If I was a young carpenter bee
I would bore in each and every tree
create a big tunnel
where family would funnel
If I was a carpenter bee
But if I was a cockchafer,
I would live a little safer,
I would hide my grubs,
for three years in muds,
If I was a cockchafer.
If not extinct, I would be a Dodo.
With my dumpy hooked bill, just so.
I would be “why-ing”
My wings aren’t flying
Bee, Bug and Fowl, don’t you know?
Categories:
dumpy, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form:
Limerick
I will win this race I think forgetting that my body does not run.
I will dance my jeans off I believe forgetting I have a torn meniscus.
I will do a double triple quadruple skate move at the Olympics I brag.
My ankles groan, they are filled with arthritis now.
I will climb that mountain so high!
My lungs laugh, reminding me of our asthma
I will win all the marathons in the continental USA
Unless this frumpy dumpy flesh body holds me back.
Categories:
dumpy, age,
Form:
Free verse
"I go to Burning Man every year," Timidia told us.
My husband and I nearly spit out our coffee.
She was an accountant, unassuming, dumpy.
She wore shirts with plastic pen protectors.
Timidia attended Burning Man!
What?
In those clothes? I asked her.
She shook her head, no. "In no clothes at all"
I now picture her in a whole new way.
Wishing that she weighed a teensy bit less.
I go too, her Bohemian husband said.
He has hair down to his hoo-hah. No surprise here.
Categories:
dumpy, woman,
Form:
Prose Poetry
"I go to Burning Man every year," Timidia told us.
My husband and I nearly spit out our coffee.
She was an accountant, unassuming, dumpy.
She wore shirts with plastic pen protectors.
Timidia attended Burning Man!
What?
In those clothes? I asked her.
She shook her head, no. "In no clothes at all"
I now picture her in a whole new way.
Wishing that she weighed a teensy bit less.
I go too, her Bohemian husband said.
He has hair down to his hoo-hah. No surprise here.
Categories:
dumpy, women,
Form:
Prose Poetry