Short License Plate Poems
Short License Plate Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about License Plate by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about License Plate by length and keyword.
Her license plate read, "Look Up"
Heaven blessed her dirty tires
As she rolled along highways
Clinging to her faith
lube yourself up car
young one searches frantically
cannot find gas tank
oil tell him says my man
it is behind license plate
NO FEAR OF DOMESTIC
TERRORISTS THREATS
TRULY SAD I'LL TRY
HARD NOT TO READ
YOUR PLATES TODAY
UNLIKE FRANKIE BOY
CALI SHOT PICKING UP
HIS LICENSE PLATE
NO FEAR OF GARGANO
CRIME FAMILY
busybodies might help catch criminals
if they write down every type of car and license plate
parked on their block and the blocks around their blocks
it would be helpful too if they jotted down the drivers descriptions
they could then be elevated from arm chair detectives….
to real detectives.
I would be the first in line
if I had any neighbors
which I do not.
None close anyway
Kid at the service station looks to be fifteen. Sixteen tops.
He has walked around our old relic three times
Looking for the gas tank.
My husband is gleefully watching him in the rearview mirror.
That’s the fourth time! He says, laughter in his voice.
Go help him, I say, annoyed.
This is a game we play at every gas station
When we drive the antique car out.
Gas tank is underneath the license plate. Sheesh!
Trump Thoroughly Upset
Starting this one from scratch.
Trump is upset and has made us upset;
Seems to fool around and always fret;
Injured in shade,
By a grenade,
Was in offensive he thinks they call Tet.
He even lied about this. What spurs him on
amazes me and I have many bones to pick
with him. Have heard he has Vietnam Vet
on his license plate as of late. Oh, and he
is offensive in many ways these days.
Jim Horn
Socks Is Dry
Television and Radio was bad enough what will little Johnny do now that he has
a computer or two. The poor kid will log in and stay online all drying day just to
see if his socks is now dry at dryer.com. the poetic license plate is still intact
if they hated me they would not leave my picture up for a link at all the websites a
poet eye become the world can never hate a poet BEEP BEEP BEEP little
JOHNNY your socks is dry.