Short Pole Poems
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Rudolph Valentino could feel
A new woman in every reel
Santa's reindeer
Is not a steer!
A chafed nose is just a raw deal!
they twist and turn
money they earn
some boby or from
from them you lream
you can bet its about sex
they or real prancer
POLE DANCER
Sitting there so beautifully-
the one who had stolen my heart from me.
I walked right by to catch his eye,
but caught a pole instead.
This Pole Dancer she was with me
All other men must pay her fee
Still I must confess
My family’s stress
But Polish dance lessons aren’t free
Santa is NOT here anymore!
He shops at the Amazon store
There's no need for a sleigh
Gave the reindeer away
Our elves send a drone to your door!
I sat, uninspired, in my condo.
When on TV, no routine John Doe
Flew above a balloon
And then over the moon,
That amazing pole vaulter, Mondo.
The most common subject of quips
Is a girl endowed with two blips
But under the covers
Gallop Pole discovers
Those girls can haul ass with their hips!
How does Mondo while the time up there,
As he soars high in the sky of blue?
Why, he visits Mary Poppins there,
Along with clouds, and lovely birds too.
Santa loads
his bright sleigh
takes no roads
elves must work
all the time
never shirk
Mrs. Claus
bakes all day
Santa’s laws
Written 12/26/18
Santa's wife said, "You've gained an inch!",
and gave his fat belly a pinch.
"The inches I want
are hard", she did taunt.
No wonder she's seeing The Grinch.
he come from way up
with lots of stuff
so be good
its well understood
the gifts is for all
who play ball and stiff
this is not fanta
ITS THE
NORTH POLE SANTA
Easter egg roll and May pole;
Choir singing and Bells ringing;
We realized were baptized;
To God pray; Did have nice day;
He loved me; In Heaven will be.
Jim Horn
Form:
Lively and fun we danced with love and caring
With flowers in our hair and ribbons flaring
With music blasting and barefooted feet
We promptly declared May first is sweet!
Tough times have fallen on the North Pole
COVID-19's shrunk employer payrolls
So, the good Lord's invoked the grandfather clause
To increase the pension due Santa Claus
He stands silently on the telephone pole
Not caring if we see him or not
Most of us miss him
Those who do see, smile,
Knowing his sense of humor and his mother
Who will be furious about it
Have you ever seen someone walk into a pole
Happened to me once while out for a stroll
Had a poem in mind
To all else I was blind
Should've paid attention, dirtied my camisole
CONNECT P.S. POLE
dig to depth
connect P.S. pole
poet to poet
I looked up for a long time
Staring at the telephone wires
Knowing
That if I followed them
Long enough
To all the beautiful
And dark places
I had ever been
They would
Eventually
Lead me
To you
Have you ever seen someone walk into a pole
Happened to me once while out for a stroll
Had a poem in mind
To all else I was blind
Should've paid attention, dirtied my camisole
© Jack Ellison 2015
Dreamt of being a pole dancer!
Now aged, not a good prancer!
Pen and white paper are for me.
A soft chair and warm, minted tea.
No sexy thing is this old body!
A red rollator is now my hobby
5/17/2023
We weave our colors
throughout a world brightly hued
which turns with us too
round its never ending sun.
It’s OUR time to dance lively!
For the Syllables of Wisdom III Contest of Silent One
Tall IV polls pass in the hall
Outside the patient bathroom
The owners flash smiles
Ignoring the wires
Basic society 101
Smiling While Pole Dancing Artimus (C) Susan Manley 11/13/2023
Polar bear at the north pole, floating on a lone ice floe,
thinks to himself, 'What happened to my world, where did all the ice go?'
If to the south pole he did depart, penguins to compare,
would he then be, a well-traveled bipolar bear?
A Pole Dancer in need of a pole
Believed Warsaw might help meet her goal
When her legs were split
She found some might fit
Just as long as they stayed in the hole
For Tania Kitchen's Bawdy Limerick Contest 29.V.19
Syllables Per Line: 9 9 5 5 9
Poetry is a pleasant platform,
where passionate pens perform
sweet songs and super sermon,
it's got funny and friendly forms,
cute and creative, it doesn't conforms,
it's got nice and nifty norms;
a wonder, as weak as a worm,
yet super and strong like storm.