Short Fer Poems
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~ pit viper - launches like jack in the box; strikes with deadly precision ~
Date written: 01/16/2022
subtle strokes for different folks,
from the subtle analyser,
sins of the many, holy smoke,
i wonder if im ready to fry fer:)
Don
my...cough
in the grave...be
my...fun
fer-all...so
sip...smile
and put the lids...back
on...bottles
and...box
stans sand
10/8/12
I need tah tell yer lotsah shtuff
But ferst—I need tah learn how tah spell
Sorry all yer grammer buffs
Fer puttin’ you threw hell! :D
“DaVinety, went and sleept ontha flur U see cuz daint na ruum in the bed fir me”
For Inky Dinky Parlay Voo Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
La dame de fer looks on
furry tabby cat is enthralled
woman plays mystery sonata
is that a stratavarius? It is!
we are all intrigued and excited
including iron lady
Poor ol' boy Richard Odekirk,
Just couldn't get fired and hasta work.
It's unfair that he'll miss the enjoyment,
Of his 96 weeks of Unemployment!
Just for Caties contest!!!
.
am I alone here
did they say
that there'z
at least
two babez fer every
dude
oh
my bad
calm down bruh
.
yeah she do
just
send her to
my ranch
i'll
thick'n it up
fer ya
running in the groove
needle follows at speed
hear the record
skip as the needle
slices through my lump
Dying in vinyl crevice
oil slick sides
unable to climb
needle coming round again
jumping for the last time
Now I know how he got his name....
He can put an electric dryer to shame!
Dryers eats socks,
Socrates does pilfer....
I wonder what happens,
If I send him a bill 'fer
All my missing socks....
Would he sock me one?
.
i were fer sure that
one grew outta
dimplez
butt
nope
There wuz once an ol' cowpuncher named Slim
Who attempted bull-ridin' on a whim
Throwed in a heap of manure
'Twuz more'n he could endure
Thus ceased a bull-ridin' future fer him
No more poems about poops and bums
Worn them right out, on to jokes and puns
Know what MNDI stands fer
Stands for your MIND out of order
Got bunches of silly groaners to post by the ton
© Jack Ellison 2015
.
Don't
if'n it tastes like
chicken
wine and
dine'er
fer
az long az
ya can
Tap
Grams, She said
don't give me thm dead flowers
plae em by the tree~
Dun giv me no live flowers
Fer they will wilt wit me
Dun giv me naw dead flowers
I wan sumthin alive
Give me sumthin that movin like a sports car
LOL
Overheard by flies on the White House wall
During Bubba's tete-a-tete with his moll.
"Order extra salami
And a tad more pastrami
Fer my pizza on yer next service call!"
Entry for Andrea Dietrich's Limerick Contest
Have you heard about cowpoke Clapsaddle?
,
He rode fer years on his horse astraddle.
His legs was badly bowed,
And he walked pigeon-toed.
Oddly he named his hoss Fiddle Faddle.
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
In the Land O' Scots nigh auld Iverness,
Cavorts a lass named Nessie in Loch Ness!
Is this sly dragon fer real,
Er jes' an overgrown eel?
We'll never know fer sure is my guess!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved
A flamingo asked a fer-de-lance
To be his date to a high school dance.
"Oh, you don't want to go with me.
I've neither arms nor legs, you see."
"No problem there", flamingo said,
"You can still play the perfect role.
We'll enter the limbo contest,
And you can be the pole!"
Agost
Agost ...
va arribar a l'agost
à gosto.
Um Agosto da liberdade,
fer amadureciment del espírito
fer amor al proper,
agosto de muito trabalho.
Agost
feu Faça já o que té que ser fet,
feu Faça sempre un poc més!
A gente se esforça mais
- Una llibertat vem ...
Jack and Jill Went to A Dance
Jack and Jill went out to a western dance
Though Jill did think she would prance and prance
what did happen next
Jill did get perplexed
Jack danced on her toes, threw fer-de-lance.
Note: A fer-de-lance is a type of a snake
Written: Dec. 1, 2015
Theresa
It’s braw y’are its braw a’reet
Wi’ brilly natchers at yer feet
Tis one fer they an’ one fer me
T’ set tha brilly natchers free
So dinna mumble dinna fret
Tha has nae seen yon natchers yet
But when they come as come they will
Be sure t’stand rock solid still
Nae griping an’ nae felly clure
Wie brilly natchers at yer door
Carol my friend
You can relax
Samuel, Sarah
And Thunder are back.
They hitched a ride
With the mail carrier
Were in good shape
And seemed even merrier.
Pre-she-ates Youse
Watchin um fer me's
Theys seys youse a nice lady
Weren't news ta me.
Keeps in touch
An I'lls does tha same
God Bless Youse....
What war youse name?
Jes' a rollin' chinwag
in th' tongue o' sea scallywags
th' piratin' yarn tha' ne'er did birth
no' fanciful, nor folly
jes' stew'd up prob'ly
neithe' aimin' fer side-splittin' mirth
Tharrr be nary no Cap'n
me gums be a-flappin'
th' kinfolk in verse ter regale
'tis no genius at play
th' scribe o' yon day
be feath'rin' a no'sensical tale