Short Monkey Wrench Poems
Short Monkey Wrench Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Monkey Wrench by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Monkey Wrench by length and keyword.
monkey wrench, allegory, analogy, animal, appreciation, humor, metaphor, rainforest,
Swinging through the canopy
It’s a gripping tale...
Limerick: Once a tipsy Toddy-Tapper took Wench
monkey wrench, humor,
Limerick : Once a typsy Toddy-Tapper took Wench
Once a typsy Toddy-Tapper took Wench
Up coco-nut tree with monkey wrench
He pumped her full toddy
Till Wench was tight giddy
But she hung on to ? nuts with wrench.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
monkey wrench, art, nonsense,
In a turtle neck
Twirling vortex wreck
Black hole quench
Talking in riddles
Might as well be speaking in french
Little skittle flecks
Buzzing from two twenty two's
Of bubbly Beck's
Clinching a monkey wrench
Dragon breath honey stench
Riding bouncing checks
Pay attention now
Cause this will be in tomorrow's test...
Sickly vine, thriving vine
monkey wrench, freedom, society,
Unjustly stymied, down by law,
The good citizen balks, throws his -
Monkey wrench into the grinding gears of society:
"They all be damned."
But freed, aided,
The good citizen (Way, will) makes straight that path,
Turns forward the Great, Lasting Wheel of Society,
For the benefit of all.
The Great Decision
monkey wrench, animals, satire
Five vow to be corporate wench
To twist votes with their monkey wrench
The freed business fist
Full of money--they've kissed!
Gives Robert's court bench quite a stench
Moneyed pigs love this press release
Their chunks of great wealth must increase!
These skunks gorge and snort
Their ads—thanks Supreme Court—
Are greed that’s been freed and won’t cease...
where is my head
monkey wrench, poems,
chatterbox monkey wrench
can't fix a thing
rusty lunchbox champion
never had any zing
mini munchkin dropout
only good for a fling
listen to how you sing
i remember a time when sunshine
was a hit in the center of sound
i treasure the innermost rhythms
and broke down in my mind each mound
now it is all goose dropping fodder
being duplicated by the pound
what once was an oatmeal raisin cookie smile
is now a kid with broccoli on a fork frown...