Short Epa Poems
Short Epa Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Epa by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Epa by length and keyword.
A-Ok
AOC told the USA
~ For the EPA, She's A-OK...
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Categories:
epa, america, celebrity, humorous, political,
Form:
Monoku
Epa Rollback
A turtle in a dirty pond
Was picked up by a dirty blonde
Trump said that the water
Was gonna get hotter
Unless she squirts his magic wand...
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Categories:
epa, pollution,
Form:
Limerick
The Root Cause
EPA is not the fellow
Who made the Animus yellow
All that toxic waste
For mine profits has laced
Our bed which becomes a bordello*
"we are being screwed (I would be more blunt but certain curse words are not allowed here). This happens all the time.
Also, if any of this bothers you, check out Bernie Sanders on youtube. I came up with a great campaign slogan: Bernie Sanders doesn't BS you....
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Categories:
epa, business,
Form:
Limerick
A Mermaid's Tale
Trump's newly-appointed EPA Chief
Found himself buried in EPA grief
To prove he was no party-pooper
He likened Trump to a Giant Grouper
Swimming against an almighty current
Where even the sharks were no deterrent
"Forget the 'U' and immigrant no-hoper!
I'll rename that fish, "The Slippery Groper"!
Well, Congress agreed to just let it pass
That's God's honest truth, you bet your wrasse!...
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Categories:
epa, environment, evil, fish, humor, immigration, ocean, political,
Form:
Rhyme
Hey, Scott Pruitt
Hey, Scott Pruitt!*
We all knew it
Soon would come to this.
Rumors flew; it
Seemed you blew it.
Truth you would dismiss.
Anger’d brew; it
Looked like, “Screw it!”
Were the words you’d hiss.
You’d pooh-pooh it
As on view it
Seemed you were amiss.
How’d you do it?
Breeze right through it,
Seemingly in bliss?
Well, Scott Pruitt,
Now boo-hoo it!
You we will not miss!
*Trump’s head of the EPA...
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Categories:
epa, political,
Form:
Rhyme
City of Lights
The last time I saw Paris
The lights had vanished from the skyline.
She sat quite calmly,
Speaking in a common tongue,
Words that soon dissolved like my intentions.
Her eyes met mine
Then turned away towards the moon.
I sat alone in midnight's room,
Lost in thought and memory;
Dreaming of what might have been,
Pleased with what will never be.
Copyright © 1997 -2018 by Benjamin Toney. All rights reserved.
Image credit: Etienne Laurent/EPA...
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Categories:
epa, nostalgia, paris, woman,
Form:
Free verse