Short Scoffed Poems
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Disciples sought veracity
From their guru beneath his tree
The great one scoffed with a look sly
“The truth to tell I always lie!”
February 14, 2022
Silly Sally scoffed six succulent spicy sausages
Six succulent spicy sausages silly Sally scoffed
Silly Sally succumbed to sickness!
11~16~16
A cook was filling honey pots
Her hand slipped, and she dropped the lot
She was in a sticky situation
Until a bear appeared, and without hesitation
He scoffed every single drop!
I asked Euston, my new son-in-law,
"Was it a car or a cat I saw?"
Euston saw I was not Sue.
He finds me (Sue's mom) a shrew,
so he scoffed, "Does a car have a claw?"
There was a young man from Nantucket,
Whose logic for life was to duck it.
Scoffed “ignorance is bliss”
Till the fates took a piss,
Now life’s gone to hell in a bucket.
February 6, 2023
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM Tiramisu in a pot
I’m a greedy mare I’ve just scoffed the lot
Don’t worry about me putting on weight
Because I’m quite petite - a UK size eight
Jan Allison
6th August 2014
There once was an old man from Japan
Who scoffed at gender pronoun confusion
He said, Listen you young 'uns
If you really want to have fun
Pronounce my name fast --
I-you-he-she
Scrumdiddlyumptious is a term that takes me back
To a simpler time, to an earlier version of Jack
Who believed in Santa Claus
At non-believers, I scoffed
It made me feel warm as a scrumdiddlyumptiousiac
Out of the gates, the others raced
She did not, preferring to trot
The others scoffed, they were cruel
Not put off, she used it as fuel
For the others, it was now or never
For her, it was how, and forever
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There once was a beautiful quill named Jill,
Who scoffed at my ink-filled will~
She would splatter and sneer,
Yet scribe nothing clear,
That stubborn old pest of a quill!
441
There are 441 calories
in 4 1/2 medium roasted broiled
or baked chicken wings
In an all-you-can-eat competition
the winning contestant
scoffed 441 wings
in half an hour
Congrats?
Absolutely sickening!
the frigid air snaked across
my skin and left it tingling
with frostiness
the windchill scoffed at me
with it's hautiness as the air
swirled around me
I seek shelter and refuge
from the intensely
frigid elements
She swirled her gases in the prettiest way
Appearing smoky and smoggy, like a ball of ice
The sky lit up at as it watched her go,
Vibrant robe trailing in a flourish of stars
No one made an exit like Luna,
I taught her that whispered an entity unseen
I scoffed at Zeus’s audacity
the chalice of need contains no poison ~ but might cause a herpes lip
scoffed the leper to the serpent ~ who was trying to sponge out a sip
the snake dissed the quip quietly ~ his tongue had already lost its tip
but was heard under his breath saying ~ how’d i end up in such a kip
Some say Vladimir Putin made it rain
Yet others scoffed: "The man is but a fool."
The climate changers thought he'd gone insane
The very folks who shout, "The Earth must cool!"
Who teach their theories to your kids at school
Their remedy's to raise the carbon tax
~ Boost government control up to the max
What makes this faerie special?
She is naked.
The gargoyle rolled his eyes.
They are all naked under their clothes, he said.
True enough.
She is pretty.
He scoffed.
She is kind and generous.
He kept waving his hand, encouraging her to tell him more.
An expert at not having to hold up his end of a conversation.
Cookie can cook recipes from a book,
She can rustle up meals in a flash.
She wears a chef’s hat even though she’s a cat
And she works in a restaurant for cash.
Once Chef Cookie cooked all the fish I had hooked
While out fishing with Oli one day.
She fried them in batter, served them up on a platter
And we scoffed them all up right away.
.
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
Scoffed at, you, through every squawk?
Laughingly denounced of
No blustery change only
As what blows commonly?
Judged, you, if by that tree-stiff
And tree-wooden does appear
Unswayed either way? Not told
The sap of it runs cold!
Found as many faults in
Timed are to a clock's tick
As have dealt them, for cruelties
All Earth's living species?
What is a Poet?
A singer of songs, a caller of warnings;
A crier of tears, a laugher, a weeper.
Lover of life; of nature, of God;
One set apart; scoffed at and shunned.
Sufferer of numberless maladies.
A poet spreads his soul;
Rampant over white paper;
To be wondered at and mocked.
To incite passion, tears, and smiles.
To expound truth and create beauty.
A dark cloud swept o’er me today,
and visited but couldn’t stay
It tried to blow my voice away,
but stronger winds then had their say
Poisoning rains lay overhead,
whose black veil lifts in mornings glow
Their invocation scoffed again
—by everything Mariah knows
(University Of Pennsylvania Hospital: April, 2020)
‘Thank You Drs. Torp, Thaler & Weinstein’
she had been walled in by those who thought they knew her
retaining her dignity, she scoffed at their measly efforts
no one expected her to rally,
but she literally bounced out of their blockade
their efforts to disturb and perturb her propelled her forward
to do what she does best
she melted their negativity with her positive attitude
frightening them even more now
You’d think it would need to be soft,
but I’m built for that hard surface.
Complex will not make me nervous,
you ground my fierce feelings aloft.
Others may have giggled or scoffed
not you, you just embraced my fear.
Now knowing that love will be here
a resting place for my heart thrives.
When more than the passion survives?
That’s when our bond is crystal clear.
What a mess
I must confess
I made of my own life
Immaturity can be
A dull and painful knife
Advice was given readily
Wisdom came like tides
Warned of dangers far and near
That trap young hearts like mine
Stubborn as a mule can be
I scoffed and bucked
So foolishly
Looking back
I made a fuss
Over things now
Old like dust
If I'd listened
If I heard
Words of love
I thought absurd
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I scoffed at hearts that writhed with pain,
that fell from broken promises,
for I had naught to do with Love,
it's folly or its gain,
but now I find that not to love
is not to live at all.
The stones on our paths outlast us all,
but I dread to exist that long.
I choose to risk feeling pain
than to feel no pain at all.
Jupiter is a very great orb,
but in living, very small.