Short Scanty Poems
Short Scanty Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scanty by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scanty by length and keyword.
O Santa Claus, O Santa Claus
There’s not much on that butt of yours
I saw you pee
Behind a tree
So now I’ll call you Scanty Drawers
O Santa Claus, applause, applause
This Christmas Day I’ll stay indoors
For once I’m fed
I’m off to bed
My husband loves my scanty drawers
She is a scanty bit of fluff he said.
There she was. My eyes fell out of my head.
She wasn’t horrible.
More like adorable!
Wearing a satin sheet from someone’s bed….
Happy birthday, Brother Randy,
The instruction is sufficient;
Poetry rules are not scanty,
To write what one has to present.
Topic: Birthday of Randy Hermosilla (March 18)
Going out to buy me a bunch of new finery
Something to cause naughtiness to put in my diary
You know what I mean
Scanty stuff to cause a scene
And authorities to issue a wild creature advisory
I have no flowers
scanty words across your screen
embrace my folly
even if just for today
and share Valentine’s with me
To: All the soupers who gets my weird soh
From : Me (Wilma) :-)
©130220121425
I do not check myself out
in full-length mirrors
at the gym.
It's because of Them.
I seldom see a guy pass by
the chance of a glance,
not even askance, but
active admire in scanty attire,
tank top and shorts,
a photo op.
FLOWER MY LIFE
BLOOMETH FOR SCANTY
BEARETH THY CHARM
TURNEST TO REALITY.
MATERIAL THEE WORLD
MATERIAL THY MATES
IMMORTAL EXISTENCE
YET NONE WHO VALIDATES .
DUST I'D TURN TO
DUST I'D BE
DUST I'VE COME FROM
SO MY EXISTENCE SHALL BE .
.
There went she
blue eyes
sashaying with her
sassy self
in her scanty
sateen
sheath
Scandalous
the scandalmongors
scoffed
as I
And off I scurried
searching for paper
and pen
to scribe mine script
of her succulence
Skoal
I’d take a sip
A second of four
a child-to-man maronic
ignored and scanty poor
told only his idle logic
This family career
he could not sanction
then in his yesteryear
so bad became his action
Perfect One just had to quit
Three went underground
Four copped many a clout
Two was never held to account
In later years still stood his stance
for fear and fallacies of arrogance
ZZ Snore, Snore, ZZ
Written: by Tom
9-6-2019
Night’s sleep was scanty,
today I’m logy and slow.
Forgetting pharmaceuticals,
caused tossing to and fro.
Today my song,
won’t be a mellifluous sound.
But I’ll be pedantic,
until my sleep clocks rewound.
I’m apt to be loquacious,
during sleep once again.
While a good power nap,
might mollify my pain.
The streets are empty
the birds stop singing
the children are not playing
the people look wan and scanty
the brooks are dry and frusty
the water taste blood and fretting
the air smells dreading
the seeds of terror grows plenty
war has unleashed her good
her gifts are hunger,poverty and disease
devastation and dead as it stood
no telling when the sun will rise again
when this is over there is a course to ask
who win, who again
A lone cantata pierced through the hollow night
as hungry clouds nibbled at the frozen Moon,
Her smile obscured but for a slight, scanty sight
as a solo aria pierced the lagoon.
Amid the languid yet luminous half-light
came the chilling chorus of the Arctic loon.
Love lives here, and lingers warm in half moonlight,
budding with romantic, symphonious swoon.
I watch as you watch the performance enwreathe,
loving you fervently with each breath I breathe.