Short Fuss Poems
Short Fuss Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fuss by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fuss by length and keyword.
It seemed like my blind date was dim
As my pronouns are "he" and "him"
With 1 prick 4 play
How can I be "they"?
Unless I missed a sin o Nym?
If seeing is believing
then determining global warming
over the last umpteen years
is a simple matter of
viewing temperature records
~ isn't it?
Everyone knows that a turd is a turd... is a turd ...is a turd; untill someone slaps a high price tag on it, and then they'll find reasons to like its distinctive smell.
Apparently when I snore, I snore quite loudly
It scares the hell out of my passengers in my Audi
What's all the fuss
Didn't I miss the bus
Stop screaming, you're being way too rowdy
An Olympics Committee official said
"Women talk too much in meetings"
His resignation is being loudly demanded
Were a woman to say the same about men
~ She might even be reprimanded
Haiku
That evil Sunday
A downpour of sadness from the sky
We went separate ways
Limerick
The bright Friday of thirteen
I married him in my teen
And in twenties decided to part
For he drank like a silly wart
This saved some damage to my spleen
Couplet
Marriage is the name of a see-saw
And divorce is its major flaw
Ensure, not a single student is left alone;
Treat them all as children of your own.
With utmost faith, they board your bus;
Be not the cause of an unnecessary fuss.
Their lives are in your hands you wheelmen!
Attend to their needs, to be called true men!!
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How do I say this?
I admit it’s very very hard
How to describe how I’m so happily marred
You make me feel trapped
Deep inside of me
Yet I don’t want to be set free
You make me feel anxious
Confused and nervous
Yet it all seems worth the fuss
Put simply, curse you
Why do you do this to me
Making me your one fee
But I feel it’s all worth it
For this pure stain
If it’s you I gain
There are the substantial and the oft insubstantial.
Must we all be the same way, the same differential?
There are mountains of atoms, there are eon's of space time.
Yet, the importance, what matters depends on the climb.
Does matter, matter? Are atoms are all of the rage!
If we can't see a one, as it dances on this page!
So do, believe as you will, and dream on as you must
Just stop claiming you're the only right as you fuss.
Too Much Fuss Over a Baby
By Elton Camp
The royal cervix will open wide
Out a prince or princess will slide
Red, wrinkled, ugly as hell
Nobody dares the truth tell
The royal vernix on royal skin
A messy way for life to begin
Gender may be hard to determine
If it’s born wearing royal ermine
With a royal frown on its face
To minister, servants will race
With its royal fate decreed,
It’s what the British need
Another economic parasite
To add to the royal blight