Short Looter Poems

looter marauder
a freebooting buccaneer
plundering pirate

pish posh thievery
pillaging provoking
sought by females...

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I often accuse my computer
Of being a sanity looter.
     If someone has seen
     Bullet holes on the screen
I'd admit it, 'cause I'd be the shooter!...

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Trump On A Scooter

While Trump rode on a scooter,
He had come across a computer;
Quite confused,
And misused;
A detective looking for a looter.

Jim Horn...

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Octavius Australopithecus
  Decided he would take a leak with us
    He aimed his big shooter
    Hosed down an armed looter
  Now relieved ~ his reward superfluous...

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The queen of hearts 
She made some tarts
Because she had no suitor

The knave of hearts
He stole the tarts
Because he was a looter

He took them all
And left the ball
Going at a run

The queen she cried
The knave had lied
What did I see in the bum?...

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There's a guy I know that loots.
He often wears special boots:
Strong leathery ones he'd choose,
His feet in them starts to cruise

To break doors with non-helped feet!
Isn't that alone a feat?
Bruce should like to see rogues do that
"But feet later go flat!"

Means, then, looter can be caught:
From boot shop found straight to court...

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When we don’t a lunatic fetter,
Sanity does not look quite better;
When A Sluggard is The Pace Setter,
Things begin to happen much later:
An Aquarian Chosen Go-getter,
A lot tend to be rather wetter; 
Everyone A Well-Trained Sharp Shooter 
Exchange of Gunfire The Redder;
One deciding to be A Looter
Many Shaky Accounts The Redder …

I’ve told you what usually follow
And why my laughs are sometimes hollow....

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A lofty lurking predator on the prowl alone
Very reclusive and passionate prone
Not up for a long chase
Rather give a short powered race
Very territorial especially with mates
Touch my babies the savage will embrace
Just like a wildcat preferably a cougar 
Best times to move at dawn and dusk just like a looter
Call me the noble savage or the lady cougar
Get off wrong then I will be the shooter
Since I'm a lady I'll slash you like Freddy Krueger...

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Nick parked his sleigh and uses a scooter,
on roofs he looks more like an intruder;
he forgot how he got there,
stands on the roof in despair;
in the end Nick wanders like a looter.

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November 24, 2019


Poetry/Limerick/Santa Is Getting Old
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1202-024-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Submitted to the contest, Holiday Themed Limerick
sponsor, Tania Kitchin

Third Place...

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