Short Lid Poems
Short Lid Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Lid by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Lid by length and keyword.
"Bellows",
bellows the blacksmith
the thatched roof crofter's cottage
so beautiful
in the cottage garden
the wild pink heather evokes
fond memories of Victoria.
On Politicians Keep A Lid
On Politicians we should keep a lid,
And they always act like a little kid,
Preposterous,
Like rhinocerious;
Who we must forbid and of get rid.
Jim Horn
Trump Had Flipped His Lid
We remember when Trump did flip his lid;
And we knew he had been just a little kid;
Total nonsense,
While dense;
You could surely tell it by the things he did.
James Horn
Am watching Chuck Todd and The Lid
right now.
Did A Bid On the Lid
Had been no telling what they did,
So would go head and make a bid;
By next dawn,
New phenomanon;
Won and ended up buying "The Lid."
Jim Horn
You are somebody I want to stay.
I will go crazy if you go away.
Nobody had a bigger impact than you did.
If you leave me now, I will flip my lid.
As the late Bogie said, "Here's looking at you, kid".
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I've worn many types of headgear
since I was a little kid.
Mostly Golf and Baseball caps,
no matter what I did,
I guess I always wore a "Lid"!
But of all the "Lids" I ever wore,
my favorite - I'll exclaim,
was the Helmet I wore in Viet Nam,
no matter how annoying it became.
It was my favorite just the same.
It’s an interesting thing that little children do,
Catching fireflies in a jar not thinking it through.
They cover the jar and tighten the jar lid,
Placing it in the bookcase from mother it’s hid.
Tucked in their beds in a very dark room,
The tiny lights dancing as if to a tune.
Then slowly one by one the lights go out,
It wasn’t a good idea, of this I don’t doubt.
Author Eileen Clark 2022
Borman and Anders and Lovell have gone around the moon
And charter trips in rocket ships may well be starting soon
We've reached a time in history that's called the lunar age
A frantic race to conquer space has now become the rage
Meanwhile down here on Mother Earth things haven't changed one bit
We bomb and raid what we have made led on by some half-wit
Man doesn't stop and try to save the treasures that are near
Let's lock the latch on the booby hatch—the loony age is here