Short Handy Poems

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


Handy Man

his name is plain
we call  him bill
he never sit still
he always poping pills
he drinks out of a can
he is  the
HANDY MAN


Premium Member The Handy Man

There was a bearded Irish man
who had the very largest hand
whose fingers plunged
when my hips lunged 
all his digits at my command.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Handy Man

As sweet and fluffy as cotton candy
Is my love who is so handy
With his repair kit to fix things dandy
It's so nice to have man about___eyecandy
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Handy Andy

Our son"s name is Andy
He has a friend named Randy
Other people call him Handy Andy
Because he gets things done
He works alone
Getting his job done.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Handy Andy

Handy Andy, fine figured and dandy
Asked his mother for a piece of candy
She gave him some gum
But she came undone
When he chomped it like their milk cow Mandy
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Handy Andy

Handy Andy, such a dandy; Left his lunch bag in the pantry. Ended up at a drive thru; Where Chef Lou had the flu; Sick Andy’s no so handy.
Form: Limerick

From Snicker To Liquor

Rollo Rigby was a lover of candy
he kept a big supply ever handy.
But he became so obese
he waddled like geese.
He quit candy but is hooked on brandy
(making his life fine and dandy).
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Handy Self Sufficient Jack o Lantern

jack-o-lantern scooped out his own seeds
then carved out his face with a knife from Leeds
he looked amazing with his notorious face lift
being self-sufficient and handy is a wonderful gift
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Too Handy Andy

I went out with a boy called Andy
Whose tipple was Courvoisier Brandy
     He was a typical bloke ~~~
     But whilst drunk, he groped ~~~~
For the Brandy had turned this boy randy






http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/humour-3.php
Form: Limerick

Premium Member A Craftsman Named Handy--

There was a craftsman named Handy
Who used to a craftsman dandy
everyday day he'd make
a craved wooden stakes
and boxes shaped like hearts to hold candies


7/11/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Form: Limerick

A Handy Gun Indeed

She bought a gun for protection
Since the divorce was decided
Now walking out to their cars
After signing papers provided

Suddenly up jumped a large wolf
Her brand new weapon saved the day
When she shot her ex in the knee
An then easily got away!
© Pat Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Keep It Handy: Pg 13

There was a beautiful girl called Mandy 
Barman Andy loved mixing her Shandy 
He did strange cocktails 
Topped with frothy ales 
She blew off his foam, to sip the Brandy


A Funny Limerick - Make me Laugh Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Howmanysyllables 10/10/5/5/10
11/06/22
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Carpenter Handy Dandy Livin With His Mommy

Carpenter Handy Dandy Livin With His Mommy

There's a man named Handy Dandy
Wore corduroy pajamies
His mom loved him sadly
For he was a 47 year old carpenter
He still lived with her
Still fixing every single floorboard
Handy Dandy is a good boy
A mother's joy


10/28/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
Form: Limerick

Handy Hints Part1-4

If your second name is file
don't call your son Peter

If horse whispers spoke louder
would the horses not be trained sooner

Save pounds in batteries by only
putting them in the clock when you want to know the time

Make a trip to the zoo more exciting
by dressing as a zookeeper
carrying a gun
and ask people if the have seen a lion

Premium Member The Handy Work of God

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The Handy Work of God
David J Walker

I call them my flowers

	as if
They were really mine
	
As if I really 
Owned the earth 

	as if I could
Make the sun shine

	as if  could 
call down the rain

	as if I could refrain
 the storms angry hailstones

	As if
I were anything more 
Than the gardener 

Admiring the handy work
	of God
god
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Handy Andy

Andy's guided a train
  Flown a small plane
Steered the wheel of a ship
  Spurred a horse with a whip

Maneuvered a 64-foot truck
   Kayaked in a typhoon
Won a motorcycle race
   Landed perfectly on the moon

Then Andy went on a date
  Pop, Pop -- two flat tires
Said, 'I'm not much with my hands'
  Asked his date, 'Can you use these pliers?'

Premium Member Breakup Senrus Ii

More break-up Senryus
to quickly, subtly cut that
relationship cord:

You’re a guy, I’m
a girl... it turns out we’re
just too different!

Look, It’s not you – it’s 
me - turns out I don’t like
you much anymore.

Allegory time!
You're a turkey, ok? And 
I'm going on a diet.

You smile at him,
and then say: "You've helped
realize I'm gay."
Form: Senryu

The Handy Heart

You have three hands; the third hand is the heart,
it squeezes and lets go, grabs and releases.

The heart that is a hand
pummels you from the inside when you fall in love,
it does not like to be ignored.

If you fall for another,
you had better let that hand in your heart
know that it’s the best of all hands
or it will forever let go and dump you.

Handy Randy

It’s nice to know a handyman 
To help when things go wrong,
Who fixes things around the house
And you don’t wait too long.

A pipe that drips, a door that sticks,
A light to be replaced
And any of a hundred other
Problems you have faced.

When someone with both time and tools
Can luckily be found,
Be grateful for his expertise
And hope he sticks around.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Need Me Deb's Handy Man

Please lend me your handy man
Let’s share HIM! Now that’s a plan
I too need some FUN
So be a dear, hon
And send me that Irish man

I won’t keep him very long
Oh, dear, now that would be wrong
I’ll send him to you
When my OOOOOOssss are through
For to you he does belong!!!!

EMG

OH I'm NAUGHTY! Please read Debbie Guzzi's Limerick ...The Handy Man! Deb...don't KILL ME!
Form: Limerick

A Lost Candy Is Handy

Now, you see your mislaid candy,
Still your very property and handy.

So, don’t words with your sister bandy 
Nor repeat that her hair is sandy: 
You might be saying she was The Thief,
Recklessly priming her for noisy grief;
For that’s what ‘Sandy’ supplies in brief
Whilst no daughter thief is fathered by a chief …

And-Alas!-you let candy your mind swirl
Whereas neither gender nor age makes you a girl.
Form: Rhyme

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