Short Quarts Poems
Short Quarts Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Quarts by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Quarts by length and keyword.
Understated and Misunderstood
Wily and creative in life, terrorizing in death
Understated breathless anticipation prances forth
jiggling quarts of kangaroo cacti exasperating my zany mother...
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Categories:
quarts, word play,
Form:
Free verse
Death of a Thirsty Man
I once met a thirsty man from Poughkeepsie--uh,
He drank four quarts a day of Diet Pepsi--uh,
It was certainly no dry joke
The over-saturated bloke
Died from an extremely rare case of dyspepsia.
written June 17, 2021...
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Categories:
quarts, humor,
Form:
Limerick
A Room
A ROOM
You walls foreign holds up ceilings and floors
You influential windows and doors
My architectural flowers roses and daffodils
Eating quails, lobsters and pigeon feet
Dedicate tasty, never wasted
Quarts of oil long dead decomposed dinosaurs
What profits a man to gain all when lies in a casket dead
1/25/18
by James Edward Lee Sr....
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Categories:
quarts, analogy, image,
Form:
Blank verse
The Chili Cook-Off and the Aftermath
Two old guys who won ribbons each year
made a bet as the contest drew near:
If just one of them placed,
then the other, in haste,
would eat two quarts of chili, with beer.
For a change, kudos came to just one.
The hot chili with beer was no fun
for the poor loser Bart
who for two days did fart
while Joe Lee was hailed second to none.
October 5, 2021...
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Categories:
quarts, food, loss, pride,
Form:
Limerick
Ballad of a Drunken Lady
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....
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Categories:
quarts, depression, sad, stress,
Form:
I do not know?
Watchmaker Watchmaker
Watchmaker, watchmaker make me a watch,
Which tells me I'm time, which shan't be forgot.
I want it to yell in yodels and songs sung by a lady,
Whenever I'm adrift in my mind full of lies in fantasy.
Use cogs and quarts to bind the time to my soul,
Tie wires and wheels to my veins and my vessels.
Tick me with tocks of the clock on my wrist,
So never again shall another minute be missed.
So watchmaker, watchmaker make me a watch,
As we're struck on another roman numeral notch....
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Categories:
quarts, bereavement, depression, emotions, life, time,
Form:
Couplet