Short Pooh Pooh Poems
Short Pooh Pooh Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pooh Pooh by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pooh Pooh by length and keyword.
Donald Trump was counting his toes
(Which never once smelled like a rose)
The Devil appeared
And just as he feared
Nothing grew as fast as Trump's nose!
there once was a skunk named Pepé Le Pew
when he came near, well, everyone knew
Penelope, his chérie
to her, he was smelly
odorous advances met pooh pooh!
You can never fool this mangy old dude
A wise old owl you should never pooh pooh
Can recite the alphabet
Backwards no sweat
While standing in line at MacDonald's quite nude
You can never fool this mangy old dude
A wise old owl you should never pooh pooh
Can recite the alphabet
Backwards no sweat
While standing in line at MacDonald's totally nude
You can never fool this mangy old dude
A wise old owl you should never pooh pooh
Can recite the alphabet
Backwards no sweat
Standing in line at MacDonald's totally nude
© Jack Ellison 2016
Somedays it takes great intestinal fortitude
Just remember, you're the one in control of your mood
Chose to be happy each day
And happy all day you will stay
Have a Giggle Degree from MIT so don't pooh pooh!!!
Words are fun, they give me a kick
Vomit, pooh pooh, manure, ick!
Some bounce like a grasshopper’s pogo stick
Others are greasy, grimy, slimy, sticky, sick
Z words are rare, as are words that being with Q.
Name words make me enthusiastic, that’s what they do.
Zing, Zany, Zig, Zippy, Ziggy zag zoo, delight me so.
You can never go wrong with words any direction you go.
If every snowflake’s different,
Which is what I’ve always heard,
Then their patterns, if you counted,
Would have numbers quite absurd.
So it wouldn’t be impossible,
In theory, if we say
That, like twins or triplets, some of them
Have matching DNA.
There is just no way to prove it
But I’ve always been a skeptic
Of that snowflake speculation
And I pooh-pooh the acceptic.
Hey, Scott Pruitt!*
We all knew it
Soon would come to this.
Rumors flew; it
Seemed you blew it.
Truth you would dismiss.
Anger’d brew; it
Looked like, “Screw it!”
Were the words you’d hiss.
You’d pooh-pooh it
As on view it
Seemed you were amiss.
How’d you do it?
Breeze right through it,
Seemingly in bliss?
Well, Scott Pruitt,
Now boo-hoo it!
You we will not miss!
*Trump’s head of the EPA
The illusion created
That our souls were mated,
The love we shared
Destiny fated.
Not true
All a lie,
Fabrications from the sky.
Dream pie.
Love lie, was high
Now DIE
Now sigh………..
Pooh-pooh on you
For you, you dumb lost fool
Drown.
Drown in your love lost pool
Hand given from this sea
Given to you
To set you free
Raise you up
Glory and fright
Lift you from
Your sorry plight
Form:
When microwaves came out, I thought
That I would never buy one.
It took me quite a while before
I even dared to try one.
And when my husband went and bought
That costly first P.C.,
I viewed it as a waste and something
Of no use to me.
The same applied to cell phones;
I just couldn’t comprehend
How they’d become a part of life
On which I would depend.
I wonder what they’ll think of next –
But likely, they’ll debut it
And, with my lack of foresight,
I am sure that I’ll pooh-pooh it!