Short Scram Poems
Short Scram Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scram by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scram by length and keyword.
I effortlessly propel through the water
beating my flukes
smaller less worthy fish scram
make themselves scarce
terrified of the Great White
Me
"Truth Social" is Trump's Fake News scam
Where Trump plays the innocent lamb
The billion invested
Should all be contested
We just want to see that man scram!
The bobcat is following gram.
She senses lit eyes that won’t scram.
There’s feet on the path,
A gun with grand’s wrath.
The bobcat on wall, he can’t scram.
If you can't beat'em, run as fast as you can
No sense hanging around, hop in your minivan
If they follow on a cycle
A good disguise is vital
Pretend you don't speak English and scram
SNOWBALLS UNHINGED
O sweet sugary snow, Shirley gets old.
Her glistening teeth are not very bold.
If she’d let loose,
They’d scram — vamoose!
As temperature drops, Shirley rolls cold.
8/10/2018
Tyrannosaurus Bob is who I am.
You herbivore dinos had better scram.
When I have an appetite,
I will give you a big bite.
I never settle for just eggs and ham.
It’s Jurassic time.
Dinosaurs are on the earth.
The big reptiles rule.
Fred Flintstone
In Bedrock he was known
His cat would always put him out
And for Wilma he would shout
Barney Rubble
Was always there on the double
To get Fred out of a jam
Then he would scram
Example For my Contest
8-28-2021
Ocean trout lurks close
folks tread ocean water
trout makes fishy prank music
folks shark alert
hears scary movie theme
folks panic…scram
water guard hears trout laugh
sandy beach folks towel dance
drips, quake, shake... faint
2-20-18
I once had a poodle name sam
He was such a cute little ham
He was a curly delight
Such a surly little sprite
Sadly, he decided to scram
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August 28, 2020
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Bugs Bunny
Was smart, witty and funny
His tag line was what’s up, doc
Rivals would just stare and gaulk
Yosemite Sam
Made bugs and his buddies scram
Dubbed them all as mere varmints
He had a keen eye to their footprints
09/01/2021
Contest: Cleritoons
Sponsor:Joseph May
Blizzards!, My Gizzards!,
This Blustering Bloke,
Keeps Mustering Mayhems With Words That He Spoke,
Great Snakes!, Eureka! and Holy Cow! Too,
Crimey! and Gadzooks! and A Tempestuous Toodle-Doo!,
Shazam! and Golly Willikers! with a Pinch of Vamoose!
Scram!, Gosh Damn!, and a Final Sacre Bleu!
Form:
For much of my life, friends I made with ease until I grew an attitude, riding on a high horse, paternalising associates and acquaintances, pushing friends around, putting on airs they found disturbing, disgusting, despicable and demeaning...
My bad attitude so
incensed friends they chose to scram
demanding I reform.
That did it
we are thru
there's nothing
lefted between
me and you
it's over
so scram
I'll take some time
to find out who
I'm
so long
it's over
I need a friend
to cry on there shoulder
we had our rub
we did the show's
maybe I held on too long
when I should've let you go
it the end and don't
have another
Afraid of damnation? Maybe I am!
Don't want sense of peace to scram!
You thought you were God all-wise
The truth you did then compromise!
Jesus came into my life
Getting rid of inner strife!
Such bad habits I must stop
Before my head just goes pop!
Spiritual warfare: early inlife
Get rid of the devil's strife
No so funny, man,
Feeding me spam,
Morbidly yours, all right,
More verbs, how blight,
Don't waste your words,
You're beyond absurd,
Negative chaff and chatter,
Really does not matter,
Get over yourself,
Get off that shelf,
Go get a life,
Signed, your only wife!
No one believes your spam,
Morbidly yours, now scram!
There once was a clumsy warlock named Sam
One day he turned a young goat into a ram
The next day he made a sheep part lamb
He asked his mom” why am I the way I am?”
She replied “ go ask your big cousin Pam”
Pam replied” must be because you ate clam”
“ What does that mean?” Just leave and scram”
“ Legend says some of us are allergic, no scam”
February bid adieu
And March marched in, like months should do.
It wasn’t lion-like today;
Tomorrow, though, will roar away.
Some shoots are poking through the ground
While leafless branches still surround
And robins haven’t yet appeared;
The sparrows, though, have persevered.
We can’t predict how March will roll.
It’s really out of our control
But likely, ‘fore it starts to scram,
We’ll get a little taste of lamb.
object
be silent
not signed about
take the present
it a meaningful moment
at that cornered life
you scram
behind the bent
stand she and he hide
out
for once and for naught
a single ounce
you got left to sell
comin in a center
miss perfect
deflecting death
shirt coats end polish
pranks and bank shot calling
from my starched abandon
lifetimes no skranton
big world owners and rulers
standard operator error
get blues when?
Lotta Fun
and Lutz Salchow
where out in the
lobby romancing.
She wore a Cot Gamoga
type skirt. Had all the guys
even Clemp looking
we told her to scram come back
tomorrow.
Her coach will need to tell
both they made the team
See was to
Whogga: Whogga for me..
The Tuba and the bass player
are here for rehearsal.
A fabulous night
for dancing!
I heard they had an indoor rink at
there home: but it's nothing
compared to thiis place!