Short Queen Victoria Poems

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Premium Member Victoria's Secret

England's staid Queen Victoria
Yearned for NYC's Waldorf Astoria
  Victoria's secret? She was no prude
  Greeted room service completely nude
Form: Clerihew


The Mean

Victorian art is quite clean 
Though Roman and Greek are obscene
The Queen did not care
That David was bare
But he was quite shy of the mean!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Clerihew Biffen

Sarah Biffen *born with phocomelia
painted a portrait  of Queen Victoria
Overcoming her deformity with guile
her miniatures illustrate her style

*http://www.artnet.com/artists/sarah-biffin/
Form: Clerihew

Queen Victoria

The sea's mist
spray my face.
The feeling of joy...
never cease to amaze me.
So let's go out 
to see the world.
I wanna see you smile...
a sight I haven't seen in a while.
So come on and let's go,
the ocean awaits.
And so does our sweet chariot,
Queen Victoria

Premium Member Limerick: Once the Great Grandson of Queen Victoria

Limerick: Once the Great Grandson of Queen Victoria

Once the great grandson* of Victoria
Heir to the throne of tsarist Russia
Saved by “Doc” Rasputin
Killed by Lenin-Stalin
Lo! Heir to Queen Vic’s haemophilia!

    *Tsarevich Alexei of the Romanov royal house.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Naughty Queen Vicky

It may come as quite a shock
but Queen Victoria
Loved a curry on a Friday night
liked plenty of sex
and smoked pot.


Queen Victoria and her husband Prince Albert, had 9 children together. Her Indian servant and confidant introduced her to Indian food. Taking drugs and opium were legal in such times.

P Dome. copyright 2012.
© Peter Dome  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member I Spy

I travel all around the world
And I am loved by boys and girls
But when I travel I take no luggage
I am not bogged down by baggage

Like little Jack Horner 
I am usually kept in a corner
I wear many  faces  but I am not a spy
I can be Queen Victoria, or a  butterfly

I am almost 200 years old
My many colors  include blue and gold
I can be bought and sold
In your hand I can hold
       What am I ?
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Power of Individuals

Queen Victoria ruled half of the world;
Michael Jackson wowed the world with his moon-walk;
Shakespeare's inspiration to poets is immortal;
Beethoven's music tastes like milkshake to the ears, even at present.

All these people, and many such others, have made history as individuals,
fascinating, influencing and dominating millions of souls. This reminds us that
the smallest ants cast long shadows.

The European Queen Victoria

I am the queen of geography
I deserve a trophy 
I am the best
better than the rest
this is why I am the queen

In Turkey I swim I skinny dip in the lake
eating some cake
because I am the queen 
during my rule ,
I want to grow a forest of baobabs 
for Leanne's dads 

they call me vanesso 
cause I am the besto 
and I like pesto 
sound 
later peace out xoxoxoxoxox






*******Dedicated to JB and Lindaaaaa******
Form: Burlesque

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