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Short Grouch Poems

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


Premium Member You
Don’t be a grouch
Love
Lord...

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Categories: grouch, faith,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Grouch
You
Too rotten
Know
Love
Lord...

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Categories: grouch, faith,
Form: Free verse
A Grouchy Grouch
Once I saw an oddly grouchy grouch,
grousing away on an old couch,
gaping menacingly,
as I eat happily,
my juicy chicken soupy lunch....

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Categories: grouch, funny,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Neanderthal Me
A Neanderthal me comes at night,
He’s storm and grumpy, an ugly blight.
You will not see him with human eyesight.
But he’ll be unkind, and I don’t mean slight....

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Categories: grouch, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Rolled My Eyes Too Loud
Sorry, did I roll my eyes too loud Happened before the roads were plowed My eyeballs were Covered in fur From our pet Golden who is quite a grouch
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Categories: grouch, angst,
Form: Limerick



Needle On Our Couch
Needle on Our Couch

Sat on sharp needle on our couch,
And did feel obligated to say ouch;
Many cheers;
Moore beers;
Are accusing me of being a grouch.

Jim Horn...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: grouch, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Rights Receive You
Greet you love
Greet you life
Greet you great drive
Greet you great diversions
Frugal, gracious, fret free
Greet you treats
Dread free, give up free, grouch free
Know
Love 
Lord...

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Categories: grouch, faith,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Zoo
I was once hopped up to visit the zoo
Until hopped upon by a kangaroo.
Never met such a female grouch!
She beat me until in her pouch
A can of snoose I placed for her to chew....

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Categories: grouch, animal, hurt, nonsense, pain,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Little Joey
Little Roo is bendin' low; body in a crouch
Just an itty bitty joey sitting in Mum's pouch
Still learning how to hop
But all he does is flop
I guess that's why he's always such a grouch...

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Categories: grouch, goodbye,
Form: Limerick
Trump Had Loudly Yelled
Trump Had Loudly Yelled

We had heard that Trump out loudly yelled;
To be a big grouch, when balloon propelled;
Smooth blade dull,
And a numb skull;
Then became upset when he was tightly held.

Jim Horn...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: grouch, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Valentine Footles By Mdailey
My bride
I sighed

To Bed
I said

Drop dead
Butt head

My love?
Her shove

The couch
You grouch

I tried
I cried

Asleep
I weep

Stupid 
Cupid

Mdailey	2/7/12

40 years happily married!  This never really happened....

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Categories: grouch, life, love, wife,
Form: Footle
Premium Member Rocking Chair
anxiety a rocking chair that vacillates and goes nowhere it’s not just you it’s more than that for it creates a nervous cat so cast your cares and hit the couch ‘cuz broken tails make cat a grouch
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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: grouch, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Mean Old Grouch
Jack doesn't smile 24/7, sometimes he's a mean old grouch So Cathie says, “till you're happy again, go sit on the couch!” He mumbles and sneers A spoiled brat he appears Till a dirty big grin reappears on his snout
...

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Categories: grouch, fun,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member A Mean Old Grouch
Jack doesn't smile 24/7, sometimes he's a mean old grouch So Cathie says, “till you're happy again, go sit on the couch!” He mumbles and sneers A spoiled brat he appears Till a dirty big grin reappears on his snout
...

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Categories: grouch, mental illness,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Mean Old Grouch
Jack doesn't smile 24/7, sometimes he's a mean old grouch So Cathie says, “till you're happy again, go sit on the couch!” He mumbles and sneers A spoiled brat he appears Till a dirty big grin reappears on his snout
...

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Categories: grouch, smile,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member The Grouch and the Girl Scout
Charming child, your apple cheeks
give an appearance which bespeaks
of girlish innocence.
I have ten dollars and ten cents -
Now that you have gained my trust,
do with me what you must.
Sell me cookies, 'lil booger,
and kill me with loads of sugar. ...

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Categories: grouch, addiction, humor, sweet,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Mean Old Grouch
Jack doesn't smile 24/7, sometimes he's a mean old grouch So Cathie says, “till you're happy again, go sit on the couch!” He mumbles and sneers A spoiled brat he appears Till a dirty big grin reappears on his snout © Jack Ellison 2015
...

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Categories: grouch, fun,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Happy Nappy
A sleepy day upon the couch:
while little Vivi takes a nap,
I, too, will catch a little rest.
I hope she doesn’t wake a grouch,
or with a diaper that is slap
full of a word you may have guessed.

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A sestet, iambic tetrameter with abcabc rhyme scheme....

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: grouch, granddaughter, sleep,
Form: Other
Premium Member Much Prettier In Death
She was much prettier in death
than any day she had been alive
her mouth softly closed
eyes in gentle repose

no yelling
no grouching
no griping
no complaining

I saw her husband’s genuine smile
For the first time ever
at her funeral luncheon, 
And I had lived next door to them for thirty-six years....

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Categories: grouch, woman,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member It Went Up and Came Down
The ball went up, and down it came
In the neighbor’s yard, now what a shame
He can be a bit of a grouch you see
He’s not overly fond of kids like me
Shall I climb over the fence, or ring the bell
Maybe his wife’s home, that would be swell
Oh look, someone’s tossed it right back
Thank you! For cutting this kid some slack…


3/6/16...

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Categories: grouch, childhood, growing up,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member To Teach A Pebble How To Sing
To teach a pebble how to sing,
you need a simple shepherd’s sling.

The stone’s inclined to be a grouch
when first you set it in the pouch.

It will go silent, being trapped
so tightly in the leather wrapped.

But as you swing the pouch around,
it comes alive; you hear a sound.

At last that pebble sings with glee
as you release and set it free....

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: grouch, joy,
Form: Couplet
Knock Back One, Two, Three
Home from another days work
Sometimes you can be such a jerk

Knock back one two or three,
Tell me what do you see

There goes a forth fifth sixth
I want nothing to do with this

Guitar is loud,
All I hear is your frown

Now you on the couch,
Guitar lays on your tummy sleeping grouch

My turn I gotta try and sleep
You could never defend me
You'd too damn weak...

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© Lynn Dolly  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: grouch, angst, childhood, daughter, family, father, fear, growing
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member What I See Now
I thought the day was gray, but my grandchild said it was green.
I listened to him explain it, and I changed my opinion. 
Because he made sense, and now I did not see gray; I saw green.
The old man was evil, a grouch, almost grumpy beyond belief.
Until we got stuck in an elevator and I learned his story.
Now we are friends, and I see happiness when we meet....

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Categories: grouch, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form: Free verse
Santa Forgets
Our plump Santa did search in his pouch, 
In the table, he searched, near the couch;
He searched there, he searched here, 
But found not his specs dear -
"On your face" said his wife in a grouch! 

I Need A Good Laugh: Xmas Limerick Contest Poetry Contest
Date: 12/16/2021
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich

Syllables: 9/9/6/6/9
Syllables checked in Syllable and Letter Counter...

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Categories: grouch, christmas, fun,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member The Company You Keep
All quiet on the western front:
The rest, in bed, still sleeping.
Then, audibly, I hear a grunt;
The neck hairs start their creeping.

Then springing up from on the couch
To do a full room sweeping,
I stub a toe, a stifled ouch,
And words that need some bleeping.

And there beneath me, I can vouch,
The monitor is beeping.
It’s Vivian, no ogrish grouch,
Whose company I’m keeping....

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: grouch, granddaughter, sleep,
Form: Quatrain

Book: Reflection on the Important Things