Short Moustache Poems
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a busy fly
on his dense moustache...
post tea nap
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Placement:3rd; (Feb. 2012)
Contest:Juxtaposition haiku
Sponsor:Charles Henderson
By:Kash poet
Ridicarus Icarus
I once told the story of Icarus
Who had a moustache so ridicarus
It ran down to his knees
and was riddled with fleas
Oh, what a ridacarus Icarus
With little ruby eyes of fire
You look unto me
White fur and moustache
Just like an old man
You wiggle in my palm
And kiss my lower lip
You are my happiness
You are mine little Chance.
The wind blows, nobody really knows
Why the Lorax hated such a simple ax
The fish wish they surf with a dish
And the birds left without two words
(Written by my 9-year-old son, edited by me.)
A hirsute young lady named Tash
Decided to do something rash
She shaved off her stubble
Oh boy she’s in trouble –
Tash now sports a beard and moustache
22nd June 2016
She would measure the length of her "mini"
by the showing of hairs - none to many
she'd trim them to match
her boyfriends moustache
introduce it to friends as "young Vinnie"
John G. Lawless
5/12/2020
~ Mr. and Mrs. Obsolete ~
A picker of pockets used to get cash
Now just credit cards, and never a stash
Shed a tear for old pickers
They're dying off quicker
Than bearded ladies without a moustache
What's behind your well groomed facial hair
Pretend not to have a single care
Whiskers that hide scars
Moustache handlebars
Detours to avoid the barber's chair
AP: 3rd place 2020
Posted on August 11, 2019
Limerick : Once a dainty Milkmaid with hands like lead
Once a dainty Milkmaid with hands like lead
Milked a cow whose one eye was painted red:
She woke up terrified
Thought Dali Pasteurized:
Felt upturned moustache growing through her head!
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Who is that soma
with no beard
where is his moustache ?
Where is his masculine fuzz ?
did he ever had it once
or did he not...?
Is he a flesh
or a etch ware of mere ingenuity ,
for in the world of poetry
anything can conduct ,
anyone can go without a beard,
anyone can live without being lived .
gleam in ale,
a glass of dark brew happiness
served on a marble bar ;
frothy inebriant,
a tickle to his moustache,
grown over moon's pass
juggled with solar heat
across the heaven's street, blue sky.
gleam in ale,
a froth for drowning
mumbles and grumbles
of life
a glass of dark brew happiness.
A child looking puzzled at Santa Claus
Having no mask; roaming without a pause
Moustache and beard he has shown,
Which are fully grown
'Blockade for virus culprit,' that's the cause.
I Need a Good Laugh: XMAS LIMERICK CONTEST Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
Date: 15-12-2021
Placed : 8th
He
like a drink
did granpa
Shreeve
Sergeant stripes
still on his
sleeve-
Victorian born
buckled belt
boots,trousers
braced
strong
silent,twirled
of moustache
rigid
upright
no ceremony-
faded
sepia grey
in
memory
I woke up this morning
Sporting a Beret
Speaking in a French accent
Parlez-vous francais?
With a scarf around my neck
A pencil thin moustache
Afraid I might have woke up French
A slight giggle to my laugh
With a strong urge for fresh Baguette's
I head to the grocery
I told my cat that I'd be back
He looked at me... Cest la vie
Twirling his Hitler’s moustache, he would dwell
On do’s and don’ts and would create all hell
Shout he did and showed great ire
Till someone called and told ’ FIRE’
That his boss had fallen into the well.
Note:’ FIRE’ means Fire services who carry out rescue operations.
By: S.Jagathsimhan Nair, 17th aug 11
For: PD's cotest
TRUE GRIT
He
liked a drink
did granpa
Shreeve
Sergeant stripes
still on his
sleeve-
Victorian born
buckled belt
boots,trousers
braced
strong
silent,twirled
of moustache
rigid
upright
no ceremony-
faded
sepia grey
in
memory
Start
to shape
a moustache
this time of year,
handlebars, pencils,
or lines from ear to ear,
funny grins for volunteers,
and charities will remember,
a tidy growth every November
handlebars, pencils, = types of moustaches
A November Nonet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
Counter > Howmanysyllables
11/09/22
I met my sweetheart
by the moonlight
which made me love
him more when I reached
to kiss his cute lips but
missed instead smooching
his moustache as his eyes
opened wide as if a
watered flower in a pot,
causing my dreams to wake
up laughing so loudly
that people on the street
heard my hearty laughter,
resulting in a rolling tsunami
upon the near shore
April 30, 2018
I Briskly buff up my chrome dome
Combing the hair left on the sides
Back then forward and back again
But really there's nothing it hides.
I wet my pinky for my brows
Ready for what shaving will be
Strategically contorted faces
To remove all the stubble I see
My carefully crafted Moustache
Is such an amazing work of art
Now everyone, sees what I've done
I'm a humble, good looking old fart!
A new word whizzed by
just under me nose
It tickled me moustache-hairs
and teased me toes
Amused and amazed
I sputtered alive
but that whizzy new word
bzzzz'ed back to its hive
So I took out me air-horn
which gave me a shiver ~
Put me moustache-hairs
and me toes back in me quiver
September 09, 2021
Nonsense Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Laurel and Hardy
Stan Laurel
Playing clumsy funny squirrel
Babble utter nonsense.
Wakes up to enjoy sleep intense.
Oliver Hardy
Fits in slapstick comedy.
Toothbrush moustache
Wears sports jacket, loves to twiddle necklace.
10/27/21
Second Place
Movie- Laurel and Hardy
'Clerihew -2
Contest by Joseph May
O sweet children!
One talking to her,
And the other, trying,to me.
Is candy going to excite you?
If so, I'll bring the entire store here.
But please ! Don't strip me of my chance .
One friend had grown a moustache,
The other I had met after ages ;
I'm sorry I didn't notice you ;
But how is it any different ?
I saw you twice, a while ago ,
Half our age each time .
But I'm sure it was you
Or is it just what I want ?
Thompson
Identifies himself with ‘p’ for a reason
He has a moustache that is straight
And investigation is his trait.
Thomson
The other of the duo makes a clear division
By growing moustache with turns in ends
Associates with his identical and creates new comic trends.
(Fictional characters in the comic series of The Adventures of Tintin)
Clerihew 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Date: 26-10-2021
Angel which was saying my boundary's about
Who did pour out this coffee?
In front of,it is a poem"Colonialism",whatever
Discriminatory Pharaoh,women's nails
Softy lips of music,I can feel that
Drop into the wave which asked the rock
All have been only moustache
I recites next dead body's mound
The eyes of a woman which I bussed ,
love's voice,suddendly entered wrong way
This light is document forever exited
Thwelt Di Nwe
what i say about Tim
Extends to Solemn Kim
Starting with moustache grim
and two eyes oddly dim;
Two Voices for God’s Hymn
Happy to uplift Him….
But I think Tim is slim
And Kim rather The Plim,
Tim following his whim
Prepared to challenge Kim
And even rubbish him!
Kim fills cups to their brim
And Tube judges by Rim,
Tim, The One who can skim
And comprehensions trim…
So, they also contrast,
When one lets one’s look last.