Short Pint Poems

Short Pint Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pint by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pint by length and keyword.


Pint-Size It

I sit here
wondering
about it all.

The only problem
is, all is always
way too much.

Perhaps
I could find
a way, to 

pint-size it!


Have the Words Fancy a Pint Ever Sounded So Good

Have the word's

Fancy a Pint

At the Pub

Ever sounded so good 

As today

Cheers

See you there

Make mine a double

Get the round in

Lot's to catch up on

Since we last met

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A mere mortal
I am to AI.
A demi tasse slurp,
a tiny thought bubble,
blowing in the wind,
pieced to pop with puny plunk,
just a pip spat out.
My brain drained to a pitiful 
paltry piddle, into
the insatiable sea 
of AI's knowledge bank.

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oh great tremble
how many days of no eat
king oscar
quelle sardines
let us open a can
nothing to worry your'e not new at this
and those beans you call them mouton
for a shave and deux couilles lets knit a tricot in the great bank of America

Pint Will Raise

About my deceased friend Terry.
Will have service for him Thursday
with a wake at Gun Tavern in
Basildon, Essex, England

Pint Will Raise

For Terry a pint will raise
And offer him much praise
Distinguished gentleman has been
Heaven's gates are open again
Where Terry now rests and stays.
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Form: Limerick


Talking To a Pint

I thought I sent you down my belly,
What are you doing in my head?
You conniving old shoe! You bitter brew
Go away from me, be forever gone
I’m finally done with you…!

Wait, wait –hic up-! I over reacted
Give me another sip…?
One more before I go…
Of course we’re bestttt… still friends –hic up-!
I was being fu….. Silly


Michael

To the Pint

O Guinness, lovely Guinness,
Irish black rose of the night.
I drink in your beauty,
a wonderment of sight!
Velvety raven body,
filling out that cold glass,
I look into your dark eyes,
you wicked, sassy lass.
I watch your tiny bubbles
cascade down and sigh,
like feather-like snowflakes
falling down from the sky.
Your heavenly head leaves
foam above my lip,
I cherish our shared moments
with each tender sip.
Form: Ode

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