Short Dung Beetle Poems
Short Dung Beetle Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Dung Beetle by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Dung Beetle by length and keyword.
The Dung Beetle
Stinch is my weapon
Rolling my prize possession
In a perfect ball...
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Categories:
dung beetle, animals
Form:
Haiku
::Dung Beetle Rhyme::
i’m worthy of nothing, and deserving of all
my couplet cost but a sh*t, yet turned out a ball
By
David Kavanagh...
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Categories:
dung beetle, insect, perspective,
Form:
Couplet
Dinner For a Dung Beetle
An article about a dung beetle
Says they devour matter that’s faecal
Imagine eating pooh
It’s what dung beetles do
The fetor of their breath must be lethal!
08-19-17...
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Categories:
dung beetle, animal, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
The Unappreciated Poet of the World
There are many ways to say it,
but shat is so vital for the thriving
of all life.
The dung beetle is the hard-working poet
of the world.
Every day it writes its labor of love
upon the hot sands,
Yet no one notices,
and nobody gives a shat anyway....
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Categories:
dung beetle, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Earning Health
When the earnings exceed our own need,
wealth becomes just a measure of greed!
The meaningless chase of that wealth,
At an immense cost to our own health.
From my poem Dung Beetle
December 2019 in poetry soup.
Arbitrium Divisa 7 contest by Gregory Barden...
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Categories:
dung beetle, health, wisdom, work,
Form:
Rhyme
Beetle Juice Bawdy
Going about his business, whilst the elephant’s doing his own
Lazy dung beetle asks his brother, any chance of another loan
But you already owe me two balls, I gave you them last week
Elephant crouches, wiping out all debts with a ginormous leak
Flair and Fun Quatrain Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
28//07/2021...
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Categories:
dung beetle, animal, humor,
Form:
Quatrain
The Politician's Roll
If I were a fly on the wall.
I'd dwell in the government hall.
I'd observe all their ravings and rants.
As they determine the fate of the ants.
As they squabble, and bicker, and fight.
Their conclusions, all born of pure spite.
They march straight along party lines.
While the futures of bugs are defined.
They care not of hardships they'll bring.
When the worker bee's forced to sting.
But they'll regret, from their conscience, they strayed.
As the dung beetle rolls them away....
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Categories:
dung beetle, political
Form:
Rhyme