Short Ker Poems
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Wildlife 9
An amazingly ugly gnu,
Once stopped on the plains for a poo,
A lion went past
And was almost aghast
So he ran off whilst yelling "Ker....phew"!
Monkeys
In trees
Eating
Berries
Berries
Make drunk
Monkeys
Ker plunk
Rolling
On ground
Stand up
Fall down
Sleep off
Drunk state
Monkeys
Mistake
23rd March 2017
The well is dry hear the bucket sound
As its metal hits the dry ground
From the windless let way down
No ker-splash was there found
Dip the pen in ink
Far did it sink
So so far
Dry, dry
Clink
There once was a sneeze named “Ker-chew”
His cousin next door was named “Flu”
He found "cold" in the hallway,
And threw up on the walkway,
I do hope he doesn’t find you!
~written for Gwendolyn's challenge~
Even so, I know the
Words are hollow and,
Tings like the tumors,
I was still going to say, CRACKERBOOM!
Perhaps, now that we've sapped the guardsmen,
We may take visit to the house owner.
We can now subdue the court,
And sack the principal as well.
CRAC..KER...BOOM!!!
hokey...ker-shmokey
friggin...fraqa-moneous
buzz-allacka...equazippodcom
colare-buzzeeferem...hoxenton
grafelmonious, tiffrundle raditseptagafunkle.....nostaflowan aquapono....
chatious sorentium....wedallumphry....hahaha....perafro-maquilitizzity....
stan
: )
Road stop
By cop
Perceived
Car weaved
Two Beers
Cop jeers
Slurs talk
Can't walk
Clyde weaved
And heaved
Ker splat
Fell flat
Clyde drunk
As skunk
Tests muffed
Handcuffed
To jail
No bail
Transport
To court
Demand
Remand
Severe
One year
Oh dear
No beer
TriSaratop eats and eats just can't stop
Munches on apples,grapes, corn flakes 'til pops
Can't catch a young male
They all just run_bale
For she is rotund and just falls ker-plop
trisaratop gone
three horns big pile of her bones..
spirit still earth roams
Sponsor:Destroyer~Poet
Contest..Dinosaur Quest
COME ON MO-HER-FU-KER MAKE LOVE TO ME
MY BODY IS VIBRATING IN SYNCH WITH THE SONGS OF THE SHELLS
COME ON MO-HER-FU-KER MAKE LOVE TO ME
BLOOD, BODIES, FLESH, LIMBS ALL SPREAD OUT ON THE BARREN FIELDS
SENTENTIOUS SMELLS EMBRACE THE AIR
THE NOISES OF FOREPLAY FILL THE IMMEDIATE SURROUNDS
AND THEN
DEAD QUIET
The shape had fallen a minute amount when I saw it,
Ringed it was.
The sight reminded me of a stone
Dropping into the watre,
Seen from beneith,
It was defuseing into the surroundings
With the trail it seemed to be leaving.....
......Ripples of pinks
A peeking form,
Fields blooming yellow
awaiting the bees,
Ranged over to inside,
Self to even over.
"What are you doing?"
The answer comes back "youtube"
A TABOO subject
My mind doth BOGGLE!
Internet failure pending
The switch goes KER PLUNK
5 SECOND RULE then
TROUBLE from upstairs, GUESS WHO?
Some AGGRAVATION
"Can we play a game"
SORRY am I HEARING THINGS
The MOUSE TRAP snaps shut
Despite the small RISK
As I SCRABBLE for face time
LIFE continues on
If there was no time before the Big Bang
Was there nothing or something other ker-banged
There was no morning, afternoon or night
Before the Universe was put out to endless flight
Concepts that we find are so useful in our lives
Appointments and times schedules will not jive
But in the infinitesimal void of the universe
Who would really care for what it is worse.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Beep beep...ker er er...err err err
It can't be...
The telemetry...
It's Sputnik!
It's still alive!
I told my commander,
But he originally didn't think
Anything of it.
No sir! It really is Sputnik!
Listen to it's signal.
The Commander couldn't believe
What he was hearing, and witnessing altogether!
He turned ghost white,
It brought him to tears.
Commander?
Sputnik... I thought it had drifted away...
forever...
Ah, dear Mrs. Nancy Pelosi,
Trying her best, with feckless,
Congressional cubbies.
Doing their best to make her
life anything but rosy.
Pick up that gavel and swat
their obnoxious butts off!
Don't let them drag you and
your party through their dumb,
showhorse stuff!
Ostracize and censure them,
right now!
Before they blow up the DNC.
And worse..the entire country!
Ker-Pow!
July 12, 2019
2pm PST
I tried to tie, I said, I said,
some rocks to billowed clouds.
In this I was a fool, a chump!
For rocks, as is both well allowed
and widely wist,
pass always through these vapor stumps,
and gathered mists,
and won't be bound with lumps.
So all I’ve really done is stone the earth
with quarried things that loud ker-thump,
become the cause of people being
sore bereaved with grievous bumps.
Oh no! Look out! Please mind your head!
And look out poems!
Gazelles upon you tread.
Stupid Art. Intelligence
AI Could Say
Anything I See
With Ease And
Ambivalent
Opportunity.
Random Chance
Has It Every
Which Way
In Mood And
Flavorful Favor.
Yum. Yum.
Every Measurement
Made In Units Or
Measureless - It
Knows All The Cuckoo
***Karma Supra.***
Wowwee!!! And
Makes It
Funny Funny Too!
Buncha HooDoo
Maliciously
Curmudgeonly
Ker-Pompous
Kahhh...
Blooie.
Soooo SeXXXy,
Though,
RIGHT?
Pardon Me.
-Gray Squirrel
05-23-2025