Short Glands Poems
Short Glands Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Glands by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Glands by length and keyword.
A robot flushed my glands today
Efficiently with no foreplay
So now I could work
As a soda jerk
But robots took my job away . . .
Categories:
glands, valentines day, work,
Form:
Limerick
A lady with breasts rated TEN
Exposed them to my Uncle Ben
He stretched out both hands
To welcome her glands
And we haven't seen them since then ….
Categories:
glands, depression,
Form:
Limerick
A lad asked his dad for the score
And was told, "All ladies want more!
First you hold hands
Then mammary glands
As they grow rich and you grow poor!"
Categories:
glands, relationship,
Form:
Limerick
A Glandular Strangler We Should Deter
Greeted general area that is glandular,
When he started becoming a strangler;
Grotesque glands;
Spastic hands,
Who we should be sure to try to deter.
Jim Horn
Categories:
glands, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
Silence of niche in the wilderness
scenery catches the eye glands
Underneath the sands is the richness
of an oasis within the dried lands.
Beauty overshadowing an arid land,
a living soil encapsulated in Thy hand.
Categories:
glands, life, nature,
Form:
Imagism
Do you think neanderthals learned to tongue kiss
It would explain the seven billion people on the premises
If they just held hands
And touched other glands
But apparently the tongue was a sex organ causing bliss
Categories:
glands, hilarious,
Form:
Limerick
By Angeline Star
Eve came every night from the base
her green hair and pink shoes a disgrace
No one noticed her lack of mammory glands
and instead saw her round end and full lips
they just thought she liked big man hands.
Categories:
glands, confusion, gender,
Form:
Limerick
Looking Forward to
I look forward to
wringing my
endocrine glands covering the
top exterior of
the kidneys; loving deeply, intensely, first respecting and
approving the
toilet brush; the
new second Tuesday of
the week.
Categories:
glands, humor,
Form:
Free verse
Ah! Fresh paint's aroma
when I open the can
like a breeze o'er the meadow
stirs my olfactory glands
But then when I’m done
the tired paint, coagulate
What a sucker I was ~
to fall for the bait
Categories:
glands, humor, senses, wind,
Form:
Rhyme
It seems that no one understands
Monkeypox is not spread by glands
Just one little touch
Infects an whole bunch
Whatever you do, DON'T SHAKE HANDS!*
*Dr. Fauci says, "Sex is
not necessary, skin-to-skin
contact is!" so no more
fistbumps!
Categories:
glands, health,
Form:
Limerick
marmalade ham hocks roasting in a pan
smells of it wafting through the kitchen
landing in the living room
tantalizing me
salivating glands
eager appetite
anticipating hot buttered rolls
with greasy tops
and lavish baked potatoes with all the trimmings
Dinner’s ready!
Categories:
glands, food,
Form:
Epulaeryu
An Ex-President goes thump
No one jumps
Current President falls
America harrumphs
Apathy abounds throughout the land...
What moves people, what stimulates their glands
Why, transgender rights, late-term abortion bans
Trump and Biden kiss! ~ Jill does a headstand
Categories:
glands, america, leadership, people, satire,
Form:
Rhyme
A tear is a drop of the saline, watery fluid
secreted by the lacrimal glands between the surface of the eye and the eyelid,
serving to moisten and lubricate these eye parts,
but tears can also develop from a broken heart
or from joy or any of our many emotions.
If tears could be collected they'd fill all our great oceans.
Categories:
glands, introspection, science
Form:
Rhyme
Thirty street urchins, faces dirty....
Thirty outstretched hands....
With thirty tin cups,
With thirty over-active glands,
Looking like thirty sad faced pups...
All thirty pounding at my door
All thirty begging, "Please, sir, more!"
That's what I get, as I hand out
Thirty dimes,
For reading David Copperfield
Thirty times!
Categories:
glands, funny, parody, satire, social,
Form:
Burlesque
The great be not proud
when greatness you enjoy
is of under-hand games
dark hours toll their bells
Wards are ready for custody
syringes and bandages wait
glands shall be dry of tears
none at all will emerge
for your noble chaotic order
That day clouds will riot
to carry you on the journey
across the great destiny seas
Categories:
glands, allusion, destiny, power,
Form:
Free verse
but don't
thats the place i live
best trip is when the best trip
and you are there to see it
how about this for rhyming
I didn't have a clue
Never knew
my sweat glands were filled with glue
guilt has turned his hue
see mommy she will know what to do
Newspaper reports too few
Harry flew
This is just personal
F**k you
Prince,,,
Categories:
glands, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Directions;
Read the following short passage. Then choose your answer from the
list below. Choose only one.
"She's an eyeful, a smiling mouthful and putty in my hands,
a) ___sorry, I used to have those glands"
b) ___she loves like a Heavy Metal band"
c) ___the fairest Maiden in all the land"
d) ___I drown in your timeless sensuous sands"
Categories:
glands, emotions, funny love, humor, inspiration, poets, trust,
Form:
List
delightful delectable delicacy
warm cherry peach tart with raspberry tea
I am so glad I was invited to partake
uh-oh, lemon meringue pie and German chocolate cake
what kind of grandmother is this? I ask my ma.
The kind whose baking stole the heart of my sweet-loving pa.
Meringue on pie made my swallow glands salivate.
as a cook and a baker, my grandma truly is great.
Categories:
glands, food,
Form:
Rhyme
Z ulus and Shonas possess the lands
I ndependence placed it in their hands
M ugabe dictates his corrupt demands
B abies starve in the streets eating out of empty cans
A ids is rife amongst women and man reducing their life spans
B eautiful country reduced to desert sands
W eeping nation paying with every drop of sweat from their glands
E ternity it feels as they are slaves with new brands
Categories:
glands, depression, life, sad
Form:
Acrostic
My poem was about innocent hearts
not purloined, perfumed farts
'Twas about forever lingering kisses
not everlasting, beer-induced pisses
Verses extoling glaciers' sheer grandeur
no excretions of gooses or ganders
Lines conjuring up treasured memories
nothing about S&M or pederasty
'Course, publishers rejected it out of hand
~ nothing to stimulate readers' trash glands
Categories:
glands, beauty, business, poems, satire,
Form:
Couplet
Provoking thoughts
Satisfaction
For every action
Reaction
The thoughts of her man
Runs through her mind
Her inner pleasure
She craves to find
Bed back bare
Adventurous hands
Exploring her heaven
Inducing glands
The play of her
In creative pant
Sensuous in solo
Reaching chant
She calls his name
In rhythmic writhe
Body so pert
Her Rose the prize
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love2.php
Categories:
glands, love, passion
Form:
Rhyme
Do you remember when you told me I had beautiful eyes?
Or was that just a line?
What about when you said you saw yourself in my eyes, do you remember?
Was my cornea not clear for you to view your world through?
Did I blink to much? Was my shade of brown to dark?
Did my lacrimal glands not shed enough tears for you?
My pupils have dilated now that you've gone.
I've developed a cataract making it harder for me to see.
Categories:
glands, lost love, me,
Form:
I do not know?
T-Rex, T-Rump both have small hands
and small pituitary glands.
In waving arms, you thought he did
an imitation of a kid
who had a disability,
But he’s a Rex, down to a T.
With stunted emotional growth,
he mocks, insults, and waves them both.
And now DeSanctimonious...
the best this has-been can give us?
I liked him for a while; I did,
but he’s a toxic little kid.
I long for fiscal policy;
DeSantis is the one for me.
Categories:
glands, political,
Form:
Rhyme
NO SMOKING, NO PARKING, WASH HANDS
“Would you like a wee cuppa tea?”
SWOLLEN GLANDS, PUSH, PROD
“And sure what about a wee biscuit?”
BIOPSY THIS ONE, SURGICAL STRIKE
“Isn’t it a terrible day?”
CELLS IRREGULAR, INFORMATION SAME
“Have you ever seen a Summer like it?”
NEEDLES IN, BLOOD OUT, CLOT AND COUNT
“That’s a nice jumper, where did you get it?”
STERN FACES, SAT DOWN, CHEMO CALLED
“See you next Wednesday Gerry”
Categories:
glands, health
Form:
Free verse
this is the part where im supposed to cry
but those glands are dry.
you wont ask why.
I doubt its crossed your mind.
your just another peron
living in this world
Im just another memory
just another girl.
but your my never ending chapter
who my dreams are chasing after.
even in the daylight
those thoughts are in sight.
but Im your eternal victum
though you havent got a clue.
I watch you like a movie
I know all the things you do.
Categories:
glands, lost love
Form:
Lyric