Short Marm Poems

Miss Brown


Don't Frown...

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There was a fine marm from Bushing
who bare bottomed, pushed into a cushion
while half asleep
her children in creep
and woke her with all of their shooshing!...

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There once was a Marm with a dripping cold
Whose bright idea she feared would unfold:
Her deep scribed porcelain face
Was far harder to replace
Then a soaked sink her plumber could not hold.
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Marma laid there, endured Pop’s tickle
Marm got even, swung the sickle
These days, Pop’s a bit less fickle
Stares at Marma’s jar of pickles

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H/T to Gershon's Let Your Hair Down...

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Francine Roberts
Contest Name	Happy New Year contest |

Happy Control freaks in the soup,
Who want to bully, call it poop,
If you don’t follow their rules,
I thought poetry was expression,
Not commas, veiled aggression,
School marm types do irk me some,
With their syllable counts ,
Not poetry, so dumb,
Judge Johnson been in session:)

Don Johnson
6-jan-11...

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From the grave and beyong my wicked hallow at my hand
I seen a ghost that made blood rain rom the sand
A cat that changed back into a school marm
A devilish beast with black as coal eyes, will certainly do harm
My zombie invited me for brains and tea
He plucked out the helps eyes and fed them to me
Trick or treaters ring my door bell
I open the gate and welcome them to hell 
For how I love to munch on toddlers
And sugary plump pretend, cops and robbers...

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Today is the day
So be happy and gay
It’s the springtime, so play
And appreciate May
What’s that you say?
You need some more pay?
Well, I’d love to stay
But I’m allergic to hay

Way out on the farm
We’re taught by a marm
She uses her arm
To cause us alarm
Now she means us no harm 
But when she turns off her charm
It’s enough to disarm
This young firearm

When I shoot from the hip 
And I give lots of lip
I think I’m a trip
But let me give you a tip
This poem is nonsense...

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