Short Missy Poems
Short Missy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Missy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Missy by length and keyword.
Missy Dee was as fashionably dressed as any duck ever was.
We saw elaborate clothing on her duck tail and her fuzz.
There was extra pizazz in her little duck waddle for sure.
She was queen of the pond. The cattails bowed at her demure.
Missy my love
You are the sunshine of my life
I am happy that we love
Each other
Missy you give me
Lots of kisses
Sweater than honey
Also Dad
Play with you every day
Also I have lots of energy
After I finished playing
With you
I get totally warn out
And I need a sleep
So you put me inside
My cage
I am already used to that
Missy my love
You are the sunshine of my life
I am happy that we love
Each other
Missy you give me
Lots of kisses
Sweater than honey
Also Dad
Play with you every day
Also I have lots of energy
After I finished playing
With you
I get totally warn out
And I need a sleep
So you put me inside
My cage
I am already used to that
Missy Sue makes malted milk shakes
and she savors marmalade,
macaroons and snickerdoodles
and sweet souffles she has made.
Sue is messy slicing melons,
strawberries and mangoes too.
Sue munches seeds and celery sticks.
She mixes meats, making stew.
Milk chocolate -mouth-watering,
sweet and marvelously mild -
satisfies Missy Sue
mainly if it is Swiss styled!
Streets are dead in many ways
as ever looms the reapers snare.
Those asleep have now arisen,
that vacant swarm with deathly glare.
A deadly tide of hungering souls,
for whom the church bell gloomingly tolls.
A windswept scape engulfed by death
and patrolled by corpse with stifled breath.
Tomorrow has nowt' but a bite,
an endless plight of fight or flight.
With future plagued my final sigh
succumbs to fates cold lullaby.
Missy Mouse left the house,
Skipping down the lane.
She was happy dancing among the flowers
And splashing in the summer rain.
When the soft rain stopped, she hopped
Upon the moss lined forest path.
She twirled and danced among the trees,
Happy to breathe the fresh cleansed air at last.
Missy Mouse returned to her house
As the sunset began to glow above.
She loved the beautiful world around her
And thanked the Creator for His Love.
Chula Fleming Copyright © 8/9/2024