Short Fred Poems
Short Fred Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fred by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fred by length and keyword.
There’s Thunderbird
Wild Irish Rose
But my favorite is Ripple
Mix it with champagne
And you have champipple
debonair with tails and top hat — his ritzy shoes in frenzied tap dance
12/17/2018
Silent Ones Entertainment Poetry Contest
Violin shape on my little head
I’m a meat eater, Mr. Fred.
Come closer, guy.
Give me your eye.
I’m a brown recluse, and now you’re dead.
Farmer Fred went on a diet
Nancy said, “You got to try it”
Fred began to “Feel the Noize”
Tooting like the Beastie Boys
Really it was Quiet Riot
There is one in the garden soon fed
He is always the first from his bed
Haven’t you heard ?
It’s the early bird
Catches the worm - Blackbird Fred
I had a little frog named Fred
To catch him I used a 2X4 across the head
With his permanent smile
He hopped around for a while
But the next day he was dead
There was a Martian, whose name was Fred.
Who had a Venusian girlfriend, who said?
Fred is a ghastly lover.
He will only hover.
He has no feet or hair on his head.
Construction worker Fred, never snotty
Boastful, self-righteous, or slightly haughty
They laid him to rest
Midst tribute the best
Gold-plated, silver-edged Porta-Potty
Strict 8-8-5-5-8 meter.
I once owned a Pinto named Fred.
Its color was some shade of red.
I pulled on the choke.
The steering wheel broke.
But now it is mercif'ly dead.
Bald Fred
Dr. James E. Martin
©March, 2014
They simply called him Fred.
He had not a hair on his head.
He was bald as a ball
From the bowling mall
But not quite as round it was said.
Farmer Fred it is said;
Is the best milker ever bred.
He can squeeze’m;
Fast as you please’m;
And it’s no tall tale;
He can fill a milk pail,
Quicker and cleaner,
Then any milk machine’r.
Ball buster Fred wants the workers unfed,
and when his **** turns to clay,
reborn Karma says,
black in the face he will pray,
but his God wants him there underfed,
ok....Don Johnson
Fred heard his new crush loved men with red hair
And went next door to a salon called Flare
Now dyed red for his new date
Valentine's Day he couldn't wait
Until the back of his head was left bare
Poor Fred just wanted to be a farmer
But so cute, he morphed into a charmer
All the girls saw him and sighed
Barn-door-sized tears did Fred cry
Exchanged mud-caked boots for 'Under Armour'
She had
got mad
and threw
a shoe
he tucked
and ducked
and ran
from Jan
Oh Fred
she said
you make
me ache
Allow
me now
To take
a break
Goodbye
A sigh
12-17-2020
There once was a fellow named Fred
Who owned quite a large junkyard spread
With Grady he was chummy
But Lamomt was big dummy
Aunt Esther he always did dread
4-1-2022
TV Show: Sanford And Son
There once was a man they called Fred.
who had to be tied to his bed.
When deep on the sauce
his cookies he'd toss.
Then proceed to fall on his head.
for "Short and Sweet' contest
sponrored by Brian Strand
Winning millions, Fred acted insane,
Raced his new Benz and crashed in the rain.
All that money he won
Went for surgeries done
To repair both his body and brain!
For Susan Burch's
Lottery Ticket Limerick Poetry Contest
There was a one-eyed pirate named Fred
Who wanted to reform and get wed
The wench who took his measure
Had got used to the treasure
So she shivered his timbers instead
4-6-19
Contest:Pirate Themed Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Uncle Fred always hated his weight,
So, he resolved to put less on his plate.
It was hard for him to see,
Looking down to go pee,
And he almost crushed a hot date.
For the limerick in my pocket new years resolution limerick contest.
Fred Flintstone
In Bedrock he was known
His cat would always put him out
And for Wilma he would shout
Barney Rubble
Was always there on the double
To get Fred out of a jam
Then he would scram
Example For my Contest
8-28-2021
Collecting collateral fuzzy Fred said
Keeping the secret of his co-worker Ned
Ned was unconcerned, he paid the money
Fred is missing, reported his live-in Honey
This man has not been found since ‘84
Ned is relieved, he’s not been extorted anymore
In this vault are a few crumbs of crusty old Fred
He got stuck in an oven and got baked with the bread
A very popular man, his friends didn't think twice
When offered a keepsake, their very own slice.
Written 14 April 2019.
Not for contest.
Did you see the tiny elephant dancing on the mannequin’s head?
I look at this storyteller, my dear uncle, we call him Liar Fred.
Of course, I did I say, and he laughs until his face turns brilliant pink.
The elephant dances by and the mannequin gives us both a wink.
I am sorry but you cannot come the elderly musician said.
He liked the little cairn terrier dog, nicknamed him Friendly Fred.
Friendly Fred kept following over a rickety bridge and well beyond.
He kept him but had to get rid of his wife, of whom he was no longer fond.