Short Maitre Poems
Short Maitre Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Maitre by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Maitre by length and keyword.
Clyde found a fly floundering in his soup
This discovery threw him for a loop
He summoned the maitre d'
And that pompous ass, said he
"Don't worry! He'll die if he eats that goop!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Categories:
maitre, funny,
Form:
Limerick
Don’t have to walk the dog
Or let the cat out
Don’t matter
If the seats left up or down
I always know
Who farted
Still ask
Why are “we”
Watching this
Still check the mail
Mr. Edison
Writes monthly
The Maitre d’ shouts
“table for one”
OK…OK…
It’s the local deli
And a guy
Wearing baggy
Rubber gloves shouts
“NEXT”
I picture him
At heaven’s gate
Shouting…..
Categories:
maitre, age, humor, life,
Form:
Free verse
H e ' s r e a l l y
Nowhere, man—
Living life
Sans plans
Stuck on roads
Kicking cans
Buying time
H e ' s r e a l l y
Nowhere, see—
Used to be
A maitre d'
For a cruise ship
On the sea
Finally escaped
H e ' s r e a l l y
Nowhere, son—
An enigmatic
Friend of none
Playing hard
Having fun
Dying inside
H e ' s a r e a l
Nowhere cat—
Doesn't care
Where he's at
Growing old
Getting fat
Trying to forget
Categories:
maitre, age, anxiety, depression, lonely,
Form:
Free verse
My Dear
My Pretty Polly
Oh My Maître d'
Serves you
A Fine English
'Iced tea
Herbal tea
Builders tea '
She is your Maître d'
"Lemon tea
Jasmine tea
Fusion tea "
My Dear
My Pretty Polly
Oh My Maitre d
Serves you
A Fine English
'No sugar Sir ?
Thank you
Not for me '
The lady will take one
Srirred in her breakfast tea
Level 13
Door 30
My Dear
My Pretty Polly
Oh My Maître d'
Serve me
My Fine English
Pour me my tea .
Categories:
maitre, friend,
Form:
Rhyme
This is a Rondine in pentameter
Never say never my darling Betty.
I think past sweet words have been a good start
and know they’re ingress to a woman’s heart
Would you like to rest on this soft settee,
there is no danger its firm and steady.
Gospel truth, in pantsuit you look so smart.
Never say never.
I saw you, dear, at Tavern Gramercy.
In Effie Silk Dress you were piece of art,
I could have torn your lucky date apart.
The Maitre d' had your table ready
Never say never.
Categories:
maitre, desire,
Form:
Rhyme