Short Panda Poems
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There’s a panda on my veranda
It’s been there most of the night
I don’t think I would have believed it
But it’s there in black and white
Red panda was lazier than his friend the sloth
Just leave me alone, he said to Goth
If I want to raise my head I will later
But this second I want to lie like a gator
Panda eats leaves, shoots and stems of his favorite tree
Surrounded in a forest of bamboo, he is insanely happy
China has everything he needs to be content and excited.
Hip hop panda is worn out from dancing.
He sits down and sighs, giving no more prancing.
We give him some tips, some pointers and suggestions.
He turns away from us, for he does not like directions.
She's black with white spots.
She curls up on my chest when I lay down.
Mews and stretches
just to curl up again.
I love her so much...
She gives me a new sense of joy.
A new reason to continue.
My baby....
Just started to frequent a café called ”Crepe Star”
A sweet waitress there remembers us and our histoire
Her name is Amanda
We call her Amanda Panda
Hugged us as we parted, felt like two superstars
Panda and Combine
We both are generally lazy
Until it comes time to work
Then we both eat crops
We both are losing land to live on.
We both start small then eventually grow
While one prefers the west.
While the other prefers the east.
Let’s throw him in the boxing ring and see what he does.
Come on! You know him, I warned them about our cousin Fuzz.
Fuzz ran out and hugged each opponent and gave some a kiss.
He won’t do at all! Wailed the sports hander, a boxer named Miss.
I want to be the panda protected
nothing to fear the last of my breed
I eat my heart content the bamboo leaves
of the forest preserved for me and my sibling
no agenda gave me a few more years to disappear
and stay a porcelain in your boudoir.
Panda Pete was an avid carnivore
Devoured small birds, snakes, and wanted more
Followed the Amazon River to Ecuador
where he lived with a meat-eating matador
these two had a great time shopping at a grocery store
purchasing steaks, roasts, chicken, fish, meats galore.
Help me Mum I'm stuck up this tree,
I thought it was Bamboo I just couldn't see,
It's getting quite windy, so I gripping much tighter,
And I don't want to worry you but my grips getting slighter,
Come and get me Mum and I'll promise I will be a good little Panda,
Well I will be after I've eaten my tea.
there is nothing cuter that I have found
than a panda baby doing a pushup
except maybe a baby goat hopping around
or a baby fawn who has a hiccup
I truly have to retract my steps here.
A panda baby doing pushups fills me with cheer.
Nothing cuter I have ever seen
I pronounce her the cutest uplifter I have ever seen.
panda bear and me wantz to say we luvs you a lot be our valentine . . .
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February 8, 2016
Poetry/Monoku/panda bear
Copyright Protected, ID 16-754-746-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Melt My Heart, Monoku #5,
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Seventh Place
NICKS’S PANDA
Nick’s Panda is such a fun car,
it’s so fast with a life of it’s own.
Everyone sees it coz it’s blood red
and you can’t fail to hear it
with the stereo on full.
He’s had it for years
and it has never let him down.
But the time draws near
as he is ready for a change
with a new little Fiat.
Maybe a Cinq or a Punto
in these coming years.
Pandas are so cute
They also can be vicious
Protecting their young
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At halftime, see the ‘Red Panda’ perform
NBA fans to her do swarm
Way up on top of that crazy unicycle
cool as a cucumber packed in an icicle
Flipping bowls, cups and saucers from her feet
to the top of her pretty head
Smile and laugh your troubles away
your ‘I’m- out-in-public’ inhibitions shed
It is so scary said the frightened little girl.
She had blonde hair and not one curl.
I am horrified I said with a generous wink.
When I saw the baby panda Dracula with cheeks of pink.
No one can scare me, though many have tried.
I have ten grandchildren, so I’ve been on the hayride.
I’ve fallen off and been stuck under the tractor wheel.
Scared is something I neither do nor feel.
Crunchy the Christmas panda sat on the limb and sighed.
He only wanted one thing – a December hay ride.
He watched many skaters swirl and glide.
A bird perched for a bit on the twig’s other side.
Another disappointment Crunchy could not abide.
He had already been forced to eat fries that were not fried.
Uncle Zeke his favorite uncle had recently died.
“I just want a hay ride,” poor Crunchy panda sighed.
Paddington Panda provides perky playfulness of soul
Bringing joy to the dinner table in happy tales.
But when he spills his enormous blue rice bowl
No one has ever heard such disappointed wails!
In her pretty kimono made of embroidered gold red silk,
His mother said, “Let’s not cry over spilled milk!’
“But this is not milk, it is much better than that!” He said with a whine.
It is rice and brown sugar! A favorite whenever he would dine.
United Colours: Yellow
Yellow Panda Bandit
Caution Beware we have reports that the Infamous Bumble Bee Panda Bandit is near,
He was seen in the light of the pale moon robbing the local Golden Spoon right here.
Believed to be armed and dangerous wielding his two Hornet Guns feeling courageous,
although his spine is yellow scared little fellow, your jaundiced fur is just outrageous!