Short Lickety Split Poems
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L lively people
I in
C cold
K kingdoms
E eat
T tasty
Y yams
S sometimes
P people
L live
I in
T tents
My pup had puddin’ in a cup
Tapioca and mocha
Downed it, bottoms up!
Had the runs, got into a fit
Made it in time
Lickety-split
A sanctioned priest fell in his cell
Lickety-split straight down to Hell
He grabbed a spade
But for its shade
Since Climate Change does not bode well
She ran through the streets lickety-split
like a fine race horse chomping her bit
a race for the throne
winner gets the cone
cold ice cream crown a tasty tidbit
Amanda write limericks so darn quick
She just dashes them off lickety-split
Somehow she gets them to rhyme
Finishing each one in time
To post them before you can hit 'Submit'
lanky lean lithe limber lollygagging Leo loved a little lampoonery
loving lasting laughter, leisurely learning lemonade lessons
lickety split, laundering little leagues of lithographs in lime
When you give your body
proficient time
Your mind will hope
to lickety-split
complete our rhythmic
resonant
reasoned
just right...
Rhyme
when given
our incarnate body
proficient time...
Love grows lickety-split
In the fertile hearts of
Children,
Keeping innocence alive;
Especially in
The very
Young.
Some
Philosophers contend that
Love
Is unique to
The soul of Man, and I agree.
Lackadaisical
Itinerary
Certainly
Keeps
Elderly
Tentatively
Young
Seniors
Particularly
Lack
Individual
Training
April 11, 2018
Living
Independtly
Can cause
Keepsake
Encounters
To turn into traumatized
Yearnings
So some
People
Leave
Intimacy
Twisting
... CayCay Jennings
April 13, 2018
Longevity of life
Involves a great amount of
Courage and requires
Kindness
Empathy
Tenderness
Yourself respect
Speed of a lifetime
Possesses many twists
Leading us down
Interpersonal roads
Till death doth us part.
4/9/2018
Contest Lickety Split.
Down came jolly Santa, lickety-split
not checking to see if a fire was lit.
He shot out of the chimney
while dancing a fast shimmy-
His job is oft harder than he'll admit!
Written on 12/21/2022
For: A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry
Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
“I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream”
Ice Cream lyrics by Howard Johnson 1927
LICKETY-SPLIT
pied piper’s sprint
in a child’s cul-de-sac
dishy melody
little legs come running forth
taking their licks in no time
9/18/2020
Tired Fairy Granny did sit
Upon the sunflower's brown seed.
As dragonfly round her did orbit,
Then from her small hand did feed.
As darkness overtook the sky,
Fairy Gran needs to babysit.
She will have to be rested to fly,
And get there lickety-split.
Lance Out I Strike With Line LICKETY SPLIT GIDDY UP HORSE
L- Lingeringly lively
I- Instants in a jiffy
C- Chop-chop
K- Kwikly plodding
E- Expeditious struck wit whip
Y- Yippee ki-yay, giddy up horsey
04/08/18 2018©
For contest Lickety Split
Sponsored by : Debbie Guzzi
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Like a flash
I was beaten
Caught in the blink of an eye
Knowing not why I was so, so
Easily beaten
Till I saw the chain
You hooked on my behind.
Splutter and stumble
Puffed and spent
Losing the battle
I was hell bent
To win the reprisal
Long legs travel faster
Incendiary post:
Checkered past,
Knocked up.
Eager ears!
Tell me more!
Yodel across the valley...
Soap box
Platform.
Lick more stamps!
In conclusion, gossip
Travels lickety-split!
4/6/2018
A Song is --
Not words on paper
or a tune from the lips
To reflect moments poignant
is never lickety-split
I've racked my brain
searched my soul
Still no results
and I'm getting old
It's time, I feel
to take a real chance
To knock on the door of my heart
and invite her to dance
lickety-split is my word of choice
loving the rare 1863 buffalo nickel
too many coins to put in the machine
crazy ways about you, not to be mean
furiously fast, frenzied, frazzled and discombobulated
Two dimes are spit out by this machine, not related
likety splickety schmickety blickety hickety licky diky mee
what type glow turn into fury?
Like diamonds bathed in sun,
Islands in the
Caribbean call my name.
Kiss me with your sultry
Energy and charm.
There’s a beach bum waiting for me, with
Yellow hair bleached by the sun.
Such longing I feel, as he
Pulls me to paradise, where.
Love blooms at last.
If only in a wink-of-the-eye dream,
Tropical splendor is mine.
* April 13, 2018
Long ago when I was young
I found cycling so much fun.
Climbing hills in fifth gear.
Keeping fit gave so much cheer.
Easily overtaking slower folk.
Teasing all those younger blokes.
Yes, a whiz kid was I.
Sadly age has taken a toll.
Panting now, I'm not so bold.
Lickity split I'm afraid not.
I have to admit my heart's in shock
To contemplate even a hillock.
Lickety Split
Life is a vessel
Inside my mind
Creeping along
Knowingly
Elan is over when the sails topple
The wind ceases
Youth, and lulls old age
Such is the ascent and descent
Pressing on now in quick montages
Life in its infancy to ending
In a blink of prized tuna and weathered sails
This vessel sailed by much too fast
connie pachecho
4/10/18
L eeping from his stupor
I van dashed out the door to his
c ar.
K eys in hand he
e yed his brand new
T oyota Supra Turbo.
Y anking the door open he jumped in the drivers
s eat started the engine, slammed it into gear and
p ushed the gas pedal.
L istening to the roar of the engine
i gnited his senses. Filled with adrenaline he
t ore down the highway lickety split.
Lickety Split and Thunder Lou
Be you Green or be you Blue
Come and play and bring a shoe
If you insist you may bring two
Lickety Split and Pink Horse Poo
Be you Red or White or Blue
Your yellow roses simply grew
Garden faeries laughed at their new.
Lickety Split and Cake Horn Too
Be you silver without a clue
Your colorful kindness comes through
I so want to play with you!
The silence of the road
intends to pause the observer’s speed.
Unchanged continuity
had a cubic quality.
Presenting yourself to lick salt
before molestation.
The sanctity
stands violated.
The horror thing looms
large,neatly dressed
dancing in your boots.
The path ends at a tree.
You misprint the name
of a tormentor.
Man becomes a beast
in a love triangle.
Satish Verma