Short Humped Poems
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saunter
promenade
along quiet roads
all around the public park
over humped backed bridges
enjoying gentle physical exercise
My son has a new dog called Brandy
By jingo that pup is so randy
He caused quite a to do
When he humped my left shoe
No wonder his legs are so bandy!
07-07-17
I purchased a rabbit named Brandy
By jingo, that young buck was randy
It caused such a to do
When he humped my left shoe
Thank goodness the hosepipe was handy!
HAPPY EASTER SOUPERS
3/27/18
Fingers Too Short To Play Guitar
Trump has fingers which seem so short
And also is especially a poor sport
Not mature and intelligence does lack
Like Bernie has a humped over back
Many women want to take him to court.
Jim Horn
Once my dog humped the rug (yes, a shag!)
A new species was born. I could gag!
It is half carpet but
It is one half a mutt.
Shaggy rug dog has tails that can wag!
Happy April Fools Day, Everyone!!!
April 1, 2016 For A New Species Poetry Contest of Anthony Slausen
POPCORN MOUNTAIN- -
faint mountain groaning
a distant, mountain rolling
above the popcorn
~
reverberate mount
a huge, humped mountain popping
watching the popcorn
~
because of the hill
how a distant, mountain runs
highest pop mountain
5/09/19
WRITTEN BY JAMES EDWARD LEE SR.©2019
Limerick : Once a Stud Stallion in wild Mare charge
for Rick Zablocki
(as promised from the horse’s mouth)
Once a Stud Stallion in wild Mare charge
Didn’t see his gear was far too large
Hit goal right smack in poke
Mare humped : It in two broke
Since then in stud-farm draws dunged-straw barge.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
I got a bra
It is quite uplifting
Can't see my feet
Now I am tripping
Walking down the street
Men do really stare
I also dyed my
Hair a purple shade.
My husband did not
Notice, nor my grandson
Whoa!! All those whistles
I got walking home
They don't know I'm
Eighty, humped and old
They just see the boobs
Bobble as I walk alone
Forest bathing
pour speckled light
over my head
lie back in frothing
fronds of fern
bubbles of golden sun
pop against my skin
honeyed tones glissade
down my back
earth calls, I root
myself in it
toes seeking depth
in hidden pools
mushrooms heaving
humped heads into air
spores released to float
fairy notes in flight
I follow free, hope
reborn unfettered
bathing forest
The outboard chugged along
toward the end of the lake
where the tall peaks were.
When the motor cut, all was still.
Then snowcapped mountains
began to rise-up from the lake;
eagles flew under our hull.
Imagine staring at your float,
humped like a heron over the bow
while a panoramic sky
moved under your boots.
Imagine Rainbow trout
sailing around the sun.
No way to catch that.
To a two humped camel
She must seem really odd
For her humps are both displaced
on the front of her strange bod
They must throw her off balance
as she walks on just two feet
They're sure to get in the way
Whenever she try's to eat
It also seems distracting
As she goes about her day
They're bouncing bouncing bouncing
In a most peculiar way
Why are those fellows drooling
As they watch her walking by
I'm sure the two humped camel
He must be wondering why
New York City is where people who are
disappearing go. It is very quiet
here, silent. A man and woman
made love below me. I could hear
the bedsprings ringing and the
woman singing in sensual pain.
My thoughts sped up as they humped
faster. Everything is dead in my room
except me and my plants. If I keep
on identifying my feelings with the
feelings of things, I too will be dead.
They are talking and laughing now. His deep
voice vibrates the air. Her laugh
is like water.