Short Jerk Poems

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


Are Your Jerk

some say don't give
its the lord will
to reach out no doudt
you must be alert
some what say
question is
ARE YOUR JERK


A Sexting Jerk

There was a young woman at work
Who was always pursued by a jerk
She found his sexting
Seriously vexing
So she stabbed him with a dirk.
Form: Limerick

The Jerk

With booze he plies 
her; then lies as 
he sighs, "Love you."  

With lies he plies 
her; but flies when 
she sighs, "Love you."  

  * Couldn't decide which...
© John Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Than-Bauk

Knee Jerk Reaction

I once had a Doc take some stitches Apparently not without glitches Because now when I sneeze I jerk at the knees And kick people in the britches
Form: Limerick

Premium Member work from a jerk

We edit our text and make cuts
To avoid the mantra word-klutz
What's publishing next
Are my lines badly hexed 
Here on poetry soup to nuts
Form: Limerick


Premium Member What a Despicable Jerk

A beastly man and his wife had a spat
The savage hit me with a baseball bat
What a despicable jerk
But my bowl and spigot work
Still capable of holding water... splat!
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Jerk

The Jerk
Dr. James E. Martin
©May, 2013

Each morning he went to work,
Not purposing to be a jerk.
But some things will be
What they are, you see.
He nearly drove everyone berserk!
Form: Limerick

Out of Woodwork Came Big Jerk

Out of Woodwork Came Big Jerk

God said somewhere out of woodwork,
Would come Trump who is a big jerk;
Had our fill;
Always will;
Loves telling lies while he will lurk.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Lone Jerk

snaky
                           treacherous creep
                        angry mean nasty bad
                        notoriously unfriended 
                                 lone jerk
Form: Cinquain

Pumpoise Obnockshuse Jerk

LOOK LIKE AH
REAL PRETTY WOMAN.
A MODEL.
SOMEONE THAT EVERYONE
WANT TO BE WILL.
LOVE LIKE A MILLIONAIRE
AND GET TREATED LIKE A GOD.
WHAT SPEAKS OF LOVE
AND LET'S YOU LOVE
 LIKE YOU WANNA.

Quirk and Jerk

Quirk and Jerk

In nature, Trump was found to be  quirk;
That to me always proved he was a jerk;
Seemed short-sighted;
Even though knighted;
As President he has even become berserk.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Ya Jerk

I’m loud, raunchy, fun and games.
Just don’t shoosh me up!

I drink, joke, laugh and sing.
Just don’t shoosh me up!

There really isn’t any point.
It’s never gonna work!

I’ll never shut my mouth up tight.
So Get Lost, Ya Jerk!!
Form: Rhyme

Trump a Jerk With a Perk

TrUmP A Jerk with a Perk

Trump as a President went to work,
And he had been a jerk with a perk;
Discovered disease,
From some fleas,
That around his body liked to lurk.

Jim Horn

Wonder if anyone actually laughs at
any of my poems.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Biggest jerk in the Solar System

During yoga lessons, learnt the 'Surya Namaskara' pose
'Surya' as in Sun and 'Namaskara' as in salutation
So I just said hello to the sun?
But the sun did not say anything back!
Well that's rude
Someone tell him that not everything revolves around him!
Oh wait...

Premium Member The Jerk

(Limerick) A rich guy who often sail run out of luck His brand new beautiful boat got stuck It can't go anywhere But who's to care? This guy is a jerk and he really suck! Dorian Petrsen Potter Aka ladydp2000 Copyright@2014 September,28,2014
Form: Limerick

The Jerk

I once had a boss with a twitch -
his head wasn't still for a sec
and jerked to the left all the time
(a wonder it stayed on his neck).
The guy was a terrible bore
and wasn't the nicest I've met,
but 'footie' was when he was great -
he'd head all the balls in the net.

* based on a real person (but no idea if he really played football)
written 13th October for Nina's Twitch contest
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Jerk

He is such a jerk.

From his fake smile down to his cool shoes.

 

He is a jerk.

Judging everything and really trying to act like he is kind.

 

I wonder how many times he puts his shield up so he doesn’t get hurt.

 

If only he knew that being a jerk will slowly cause the pain to go through his shield

Creating holes in his heart,

 

But if he could only know first that he has been creating holes in others.
Form:

Burning Man Jerk

Some jerk heading to Burning Man
Just hit my truck
In a very lady like tone
I hollered,"What the F--k!"

He offered some lame
Excuse for his lack of skill
I told him to wait until he was out there
To do drugs and pop his pills

Swapped info
California is where he resides
Should have taken all his water
Dehydration, too, can come in tides

I know all the officers
From Pyramid Lake
They let me handle it
Sh-t I don't take
Form: Rhyme

Dont Be a Jerk

When a poet writes
It's not just words with ink
Not just words on paper
When a poet writes
They spill their hearts
Leaving their souls open

They put it there so boldly
So everyone can see
It isn't always easy
To listen to the critique
But still they have to share
For their feelings run so deep

So please remember always
When someone shares their work
It's coming from their most inner fears
They're opening up a precious place
So please don't be a jerk
Form: Rhyme

Sir Hernrey Jerk Off

Sir Henry Jerk Off

balance fo power warning in its utmost desire
cover me Charlie Sheen with his ding a ling
pardon me midnight swing Polar King;
my mind is clear now phone will ring
ten feet tall walk through the mall...

prmote a castaway villager king
Sire Henry nerw his part
a candle light variation through a dream
we look to their sea,

pulsating cock to please enough
dawn rivers threough ther trees
watching H.I.V. donner party T.V.
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