Short Intern Poems

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


Premium Member Hillary, Dillary

Hillary, dillary... you're toast
Your spouse is at a wienie roast --
   His frankfurter's burned
   He's with an intern --
You look like you just saw a ghost
Form: Limerick


Premium Member A Disconcerted Igor

Once, Dr. Frankenstein eagerly said,
I take a fancy to that young man's head, 
An intern, slack-jawed, 
I looked as he sawed - 
It's lucky that he was already dead.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member youngest leprechaun intern

Youngest leprechaun intern was a mere boy of eleven
He was tiny though, did not look much older than seven.
Had a wide smile, and a jaunty way about him, was fun too.
He will do, the leprechauns of old said, Oh, yes, he will do!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member 'that' Blue Dress

An intern removes her blue dress It's splattered and stained it’s a mess Bill Clinton denied She’d been at his side Years later he’s forced to confess Blue dress contest Sponsored by Anthony Slausin 12/29/19
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Patient Diagnosis

Though given great thought, with nights that were long, The doctor informs the intern - he’s wrong. A great diagnosis by the book! He gives the doctor a quizzical look. Doc lifts up the sheet - “he’s been dead all along.” 1/30/2018


Taking Over the Scene

Sigh.
Not good.
It's your job.
He's bleeding, dude.
Do something for him!
My patient, and he's fine.
Your patient, and he's dyin'.
Why don't you care anymore, man!?!
You ever care?! Just want the t-shirt!?
Come on my scene again, you're the one hurt...

-Angel Fatale-
-ode to intern 1
© Ryan Tyler  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Etheree

Premium Member Bill Clinton

 
Ex-President Bill Clinton Didn't make the same mistake as Nixon He chose a female intern date Which ended up to be a zippergate
Personally I like Bill And think that he is an intelligent man who made a terrible mistake that effected and probably affected many lives
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Desperate Intern

A desperate intern named Jay Bence
Was longing to get some patients
I said, “Put in the time
Before making a dime,
Coz you first need to get some patience.”

He looked at me rather intense
And said my advice makes no sense
Since he didn’t heed
He soon was in need
Coz he never earned any cents
Form: Limerick

A Little-Known Poet Dies

A new intern,
nervy, eager.

Old guy in bed -
terminal ticket to wherever.
He opens his eyes,
points a trembling finger
to something or other,
then speaks.

"Google me."

The young Doctor
only watches TikTok
for the cat videos...

This facile observation,
is not a metaphor
for anything at all.

Premium Member Eager New Co Worker

Tendrils of absolute enthusiasm 
Ooze out of Chase, our new eager recruit.
Let me get your coffee, he says to McFhazm.
The hardest guy to impress, the first one to shoot.
You and your newfangled ideas down, we all held our breath.
Too bad for you now, warns our other intern, Young Seth.
We thought Chase was crazy, and would get rebuked away.
But instead, McFhazm made him a V.P. by the end of the day.

Premium Member Bat Commandeered the Coffee

coffee please the editor said to the young intern
she could not get any after she took a walk and turn
for a baby bat who said his name was Fee
Commandeered the pot, claiming all coffee

You have to be strong and firm the editor said
She was scared to death, for a bat’s bite can make you dead
She tried to appeal to him, but he shook his ebony head
Go back and tell him he doesn’t need any, that bat said.
Form: Rhyme

The titillating Gretel on witch bet Hansel

The golden road of Oz, sunny beachfront dossier from the calling of the sordid mask, did the mask of Dante peer, into the crump and dough with breadcrumbs in the sunlight bog, for the death of sorrowful faces, the mask does not befog, into the intern when not Hansel, but he bet on the witch, or did Gretel from which gather, that neither pervaded but one was accursed, the morning benumbing of footfalls and sparrows.
© Ken Martin  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member LIVING BREATHING TREE-

LIVING BREATHING TREE- soul standing tree bares roots ever so deep they plunge scattered like a hand ~ digs deep in the land buried in the heart of God depth so low it’s high ~ promised heartily grows benefits salvations flows jubilee holy ~ Hallelujah grace Deep intern righteousness depths God gives life His breath
1/10/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© HAIKU
Form: Haiku

In Defense of Reason

Pickety, Snickety
Reason A. Goodwin is
using a lexicon
to check the word

Reason’s a champion
alphaclopediack.
Not ev’ry intern can
find what is heard.

Reason A. Goodwin, the editor of World Book Encyclopedia Dictionary, 
was paid good money as a judge on the original Password Game Show.
The first time he used his dictionary to look up a word - the producers
commented that we could have paid any 'staffer' to do that.

If Time Be the Only Thing of Value We Have To Lend

If in the end

Time be the only one true thing

Of actual real value

We in our hearts and minds possess

And we are able to lend

And may well in fact be 

The essence and piece of us we leave behind

Then with that in mind

Be kind and plentiful with your time

And spend it and spread it

Wisely

Amongst and with deserving others

Who also intern 

Are willing to reciprocate

And pay you the time of day back

Miss Understanding

miss understanding is a coincidence! we miss intern something! Don't understand the meaning! I tell you go left the man tell you right there going to be a miss understand you don't know which way to go! there be traffic jams! bad things if you miss understand something everything goes wrong! its good to have a good understanding! don't be immature the person that badge the witness of the miss understanding! there always going to be miss understandings! you got to understand that

Final Encore

I tripped upon some words
manifesting this line
but for the next
i might
take
my time
Watching rainbow
beams
flowing colour streams
from tips
of phoenix tails
just new born
and embers
bathe within the fire
of eternal sire
to watch its offspring's
final dawn
Adorn the words with letters
create spaces for the spaces
interlace the laced intern
combine the line
is written in the sand
No one understand
Welcome to my land
was your journey planned
dont clap
Just stand

The Intern

Browning carpets
Stained cement
You’re lending time to those far spent
Catering to hands that won’t lift to plows
But you tell others they deserve
Can’t fall in line with those that won’t give just desserts

Assigned here with rumbling bellies 
They will multiply
Disconnect and disruption herein lies
You will never return
Loving is a burden
What did God mean?
This is not your purpose
Not your good

You sign in, check out
Count the hours
Get the credit
And honor Lot’s wife
© Te Indi  Create an image from this poem.

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