Short Ollie Poems

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Premium Member Jolly Ollie

Jolly Ollie, the tiddledy winks king
Jolly Ollie really mastered that thing
He's amazing to human dragon and elf
He even impressed the Pope
Who's a pretty good winker himself.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Ollie Octopus

Ollie Octopus could sure do some harm
  With each one of his poisonous arms ~
     He flashed his tentacles
     Nearly identicals ~
  I hear females fall for his subtler charms
Form: Limerick

Ollie the Octopus

Ollie the Octopus with his 9 brains
Broke his 3 hearts in a quick poker game
The blue blood that ran straight to his heart
Suddenly stopped before it could start
It didn't take long before he withered and died
And Ollie the octopus waved us goodbye
Form: Rhyme

Short Ode To Stan and Ollie

There should be a special place In one’s heart and mem’ry For people who have brightened one’s life In addition to friends and family There’s a special place In my heart and mem’ry For two special and unique people Like “Stan and Ollie.”
Form: Ode

Kukla, Fran and Ollie

So long ago, it so now seems
Each Saturday, I’d watch with joy
They introduced the movies well
While entertaining girls and boys
Although two puppets, I didn’t care
Rather marionettes, they were still real
With the one lady they did give laughs
With jokes and enigmatic zeal
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Ollie

Mr. Ollie used a tall scaffold
It was rickety and kind of old.
He had to fix walls which had black mold.
Cousin Jeff offered to hold.
Scaffolding so it would not fold.
Mr. Ollie said it was good as gold.
Forgetting he had an awful cold.
Sneeze knocked him off, big and bold.
Dead on the floor for days I’m told.
Doubt if house will ever be sold
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Mr Ollie the Ginger Cat

on the beanbag he sleeps
curled up circle of fur
dry food he crunches
by the glass sliding door
ever alert looking around
leaps five feet of the ground
to take a mark
between his front paws
as he lands, he spills the bowl
of dry food and some of the milk
on the saucer
he eats the fly
is pleased with himself
cleans himself
on the beanbag he sleeps
© Uwe Stroh  Create an image from this poem.

Ollie Nugent

Ollie, born 1997, plays for Chester football club, 
Having made his way through Chester juniors;
The club were delighted and chuffed for Ollie, 
To be going to Rio as one of the competitors. 

As the youngest person to play for England,
Ollie added much to the CP World Champs, 
In 2015 at St Georges Park, practice ground,
Because after this he was chosen with clamps.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Ollie Onion Tells off the Kitchen Knife

Ollie onion had never been this mad in his life
He turned all his anger on the kitchen knife
How dare you try to peel me, you interloper, he said.
The knife was embarrassed, his face turned red.

I did not know that you were alive, he admitted.
No one told me this, I am confused, he spitted.
Ollie was not in the forgiving mood at all.
He sent that knife packing, down the hall.
Form: Rhyme

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