Short Pints Poems
Short Pints Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pints by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pints by length and keyword.
two pints of Porter
warmed my soul with rich brown eyes
but she was so young
Michael F. Lewis
6\21\2013
My new genre,
beer + haiku = beerku
Categories:
pints, drink, introspection,
Form:
Haiku
Pills swallow what is left of me whole,
Just as bottled pints drink my guzzled self,
And cigarettes suck the cinders of my incinerated soul.
Categories:
pints, addiction, drink, drug,
Form:
Rhyme
All the fighting Irish see stars
Over pints of Guinness in bars
But Jan has a plan
To transport each man
Its called, "Cork, Uranus to Mars"
Categories:
pints, funny, space, stars, wind,
Form:
Limerick
They say my dad’s humor is dry,
but after some pints by and by,
he gets lubricated
and jokes unabated
says things make you wish you could die!
Categories:
pints, father, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Get your knees up, Mother Brown,
For tonight we're going to town.
Under the table, you might go
It won't be knees up though
It will be from the pints swigged down.
Categories:
pints, 10th grade,
Form:
Limerick
Old Paddy supped ten pints of ale
Now drunk as a skunk, he turned pale
He slewed to the right
Got into a fight
Now Paddy’s residing in jail!
03~14~17
Categories:
pints, celebration, drink, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
There was once an old boozer named Dale
Who guzzled copious pints of ale
Although he tried his best
He flunked the road-side test
And was remanded sans bail to jail
Categories:
pints, drink, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Patrick’s piquant penchants are beer and Claire,
At the pub scene the two don’t seem to square;
Patrick’s pints, more than a few,
Manhood cannot follow through -
An Irish drunkard’s pot of gold malware.
Categories:
pints, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
(Un)Happy Hour
Bob went to the doc with pain in his rear
Walked with a limp and was "loaded" with fear
doc hemmed and he hawed
amazed what he saw
Stashed deep in Bob's butt were two pints of beer
Categories:
pints, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
moi
Moulded bred crusty
Summers vino severed tie
Auld Stinking Bishop
Ma
Shiny new sunspot
Shadowed by Misses Meaner
Clouded spineless imp
Pa
Longhaired lout cuddles
Pints fizzing ale gently pours
Tears orphan abandoned
Categories:
pints, family,
Form:
I do not know?
Opening bottles
Men can
Women can't
Not always anyway.
Some women
Have men's hands
Knobbly and strong
Take my late mother-in-law
Hands good for
Wringing heavy washing
Lifting pints of Guinness too!
Me, useless, needing a man
If only to open my bottles.
Categories:
pints, allegory, life, metaphor,
Form:
Light Verse
Here lies entombed a poet
Whose verses in ether lie,
He seeks no tears of mortals
Neither seeks a mournful sigh;
Gay blooms shrouding his gravestone
Are magical spells of his,
They'll drench your soul with nectar
And pints of heavenly bliss.
***********
Categories:
pints, death, poets,
Form:
Elegiac Lyric
wrote poetry with William Shakespeare
while drinking pints, of strong home brew beer
I was drunk, too much ale
he wrote The winters tale
Hamlet, As you like it and king Lear
14th September 2017,
Name dropper Limerick contest,
Sponsored by Kevin Shaw.
Syllable count 9,9,6,6,9.
Categories:
pints, humor, poetry,
Form:
Limerick
I've got to tell you I've stopped smoking,
Not had one for nearly a year.
Some turn to eating lots of sweeties,
I turned to drinking more beer.
I have just got to say
It's getting easier each day.
I can now drink ten pints,
Without a wobble or a sway.
But I am putting on weight
Drinking all of this beer,
So I'm going to try whiskey,
Starting next year.
Categories:
pints, fun, health,
Form:
Rhyme
In Christmas this old man thought time was good
To drink pints of beer as much as he could
Went to sleep after last sip
He couldn’t foresee he’d soon drip
Didn’t wear diaper, return to babyhood.
________________
November 17, 2022
Syllable count : 10 10 7 7 10 (HMS)
Rhyme checked at rhymezone.com
Contest : A Fun Holiday Limerick
Sponsored by : Tania Kitchin
Categories:
pints, drink, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Power plant particled poison
People breathing pints per person
Pending paramedic pursuit
Pushing poppies past the pigment
11/26/17
Written for contest: "Alliteration"
Categories:
pints, power, word play,
Form:
Alliteration
One sip two sip three sip four
One shot two shot three shot four
One drink two drink three drink four
One pint two pint three pint four
One cop two cop three cop four
One try two try three try four
One crash two crash three crash four
One pill two pill three pill four
One slice two slice three slice four
One chance two chance three chance four
One knife two pints three lies
life no more
Categories:
pints, abuse, addiction, anxiety, death, depression, drink, repetition,
Form:
Free verse
I needed a pick-me-up present
But couldn’t rely on an elf,
So I found what I wanted on Etsy
And ordered a gift for myself.
The crafter is stationed in Ireland
So when it was several days late,
I figured that holiday madness
Meant that I should be patient and wait.
Today, though, with patience rewarded,
A package arrived; there were cheers
From my husband, who noticed the dangling
As Guinness pints sway from my ears.
Categories:
pints, appreciation,
Form:
Rhyme
She drowns herself in pints and quarts
And finds solace in liquor bottles
She uses it to mend her broken hearts
Though she stumbles and topples
She decides her fate with alcohol
And speaks through sealed lips
And harshness bounces off her breath like a wall
After she has had a few sips
But dear God bless the tongue of the drunken
Lady, gentleman or naïve child
Blinded by the bliss of wild desires,
Wasted away like rubbish beguiled.
Categories:
pints, depression, sad, stress,
Form:
I do not know?
If you only had today
how would you spend it?
so many different choices
each leading another way
Would you spend it?
with a loved one?
making that day
so special memorable
Or playing with your child?
spending the last precious
moments together
leaving treasured memories
Maybe down the pub
having the last few pints
nah that's a waste of time
do that any old time
if you knew you only had today
a mountain of things to do
I think, I know, I would
not waste a single second
Categories:
pints, life,
Form:
Light Verse
The Bushy’s crew brewed lots of beer
But TT is cancelled this year
Please give Martin a ring
Four great beers he will bring
To doorsteps to give you good cheer
Two pints cost you only four quid
So do as my husband just did
Call four nine four three nine three
Delivery has no fee ...
They’re only too pleased to get rid!
Poem and U tube clip posted with full permission from Martin Brunnschweiler owner of Bushy's Brewery
22nd April 2020
Categories:
pints, tribute,
Form:
Limerick