Short Low Class Poems
Short Low Class Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Low Class by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Low Class by length and keyword.
What rhymes with the word “word”
Yup you guessed it, the word is turd
Kinda low class
Like whatta huge ass
Good for haulin' huge loads I've heard
What rhymes with the word “word”
Yup you guessed it, the word is turd
Kinda low class
Like whatta huge ass
Good for haulin' huge loads I've heard
What rhymes with the word “word”
Yup you guessed it, the word is turd
Kinda low class
Like whatta huge ass
Good for haulin' huge loads I've heard
High class self respecting ladies have nothing to worry about me.I prefer low class ladies because they are more high class(and oftentimes more interesting and honest).
the persnickety, snooty, snotty cat queen put on airs
as if there were not a ridiculous succulent on her head
I watched her climb those red-carpeted prissy throne stairs
and thought she must be low class, common, and pretty lowbred.
A mode of transportation
By which low class pair
Does feel so raised in status
Reserved to deem it
For queeny Love, fit!
Waist coated, by one handled
Grandly debonair.
Open carriaged, a route a-float!
As smooth, sweet praise-strewed
Lily-avenued!
Melbourne
Our nation is very old
the land of cocoa and gold
Here is found peace
that never will cease
Great nation at birth foretold
by the oracle of old
Half a century passed
she's still at low class
Africa's hope she was meant to be
but now what do we see?
Nkrumah's Ghana
borrowing, begging for manna
Aaaah! The beggar-borrower's bread
is never sufficient, Granny said
There was an elf whose name was Nick
He had a nack it was a trick
He steal his way into your heart
Then leave at night when it got dark
He did this once unto a lass
Who put a spell on Nicks low class
Now when he tried this trick again
He turned to stone though not a gem
She set him up upon a self
With other things that have no wealth
Now all who wish to find this man
Know now just where the elf does stand
If I lived in Alabama
I would so much disapprove
Of the attitude towards women
That I’d simply have to move.
There’s a revolution coming
And, despite those southern charms,
Many Alabama females
Should right now be up in arms.
For to challenge a decision
That’s been law for many years
Proves that women’s low-class status
In that state still perseveres.
I’ll not visit Alabama;
I don’t know why someone would
But I hope there will be protests
And perhaps they’ll do some good.