Short Fly In The Ointment Poems

Short Fly In The Ointment Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fly In The Ointment by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fly In The Ointment by length and keyword.


Fly In the Ointment

Donald Trump is a flimflam man
You look where he points so he can
Give Russia an edge
The Ukraine the hedge
Whilst Kurds get the Turkey trepan!
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Fly in the Ointment

Unrealistic expectations are a curse
nobody lives up to our high standards
~ a one-way ticket to disappointment



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 2nd place 2025
Form: Other

Spaced

Using words
turn the phrase
or is it just a phase
errs
on stun
the sci-fi nerd has just begun
predatory alien
try to follow please
i am macaroni allergic to cheese
i am
legend
Logans final run
The thing you need to comprehend
I am the fly in the ointment
beneath my feet the earth is still
on this day

Waiter, There's a Fly In My Soup!!!

Fly in the ointment,
I've heard said,
Flies will use you for
food, when you're dead
But a fly in the soup?
Which one of you??
How'd you get in somehow?
What did you do?

These rhetorical questions,
do not require answer,
But one thing does, for sure....
Just how did a zipper get in
my chicken noodle?
This question I do implore

My lips are torn,
my faith in Campbell's shot,
this is one thing,
to predict, I had a chance not
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Burlesque

Moles

Brown spots dab my poor pale skin
Deeper and bigger than freckles
I'd play dot to dot, if I knew where to begin
If I were a hen; I'd be speckled

Gardeners' distress and indignation
As head holes can cause mayhem
Though hills appear, without invitation
Let's not make mountains out of them

A chink in the armour as word gets out
From a very special sleeper
A fly in the ointment, a spy with clout
But if he's on your side, he's a keeper
Form: Rhyme


One and the Same

Gods Rubik cube, twisted and turned
All combinations tried and failed
The wrong jigsaw piece that fits in no gap
The red number on a roulette wheel of black
The joke no one gets in embarrassed silence
The fly in the ointment,
The pea in your beans
Inside myself i don't talk but i scream
The words that change what we know
The clown of reality
The king of no land, the god with no soul
The man who is destined to turn into sand.
With all of you we walk hand in hand.

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