Short Scrum Poems
Short Scrum Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Scrum by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Scrum by length and keyword.
Ps-Liaison
The
scrum-half-
go-between...
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Categories:
scrum, sports
Form:
Epigram
Still Holding my own
I guess you're upset, but you've cracked me up
How will you manage when needing a scrub
Still holding my own
So put down the phone
It'll cost you too much to buy a bath tub....
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Categories:
scrum, conflict, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Serenade Bouts Alogia
Morning stand-up in front of you
As beliefs contrary to reality
Somehow almost manic of sociopath
Daily scrum of people chaotic
Poverty of fair speech
Wax and wane, almost wine
Grandiose and bouts agitation
No freedom and praeCOX
Peculiar country
Dyskinesia Republic...
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Categories:
scrum, betrayal, conflict,
Form:
Free verse
Grackles
Wings monger air.
A host of defrocked preachers
buckle and swag.
Mobs clique and crowd in clusters.
Grackles,
skip, jump, and plunder on.
The birds pilfer, promenade,
scrum, pluck,
lift off swearing
in an avian Yiddish.
Heaven is rocked
by their thimble-sized storms....
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Categories:
scrum, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse
Tempos
Tempos
Tempos
Na era industrial,
a liderança
sentava-se
no topo
da hierarquia,
não precisava
ouvir ninguém...
na era do
protagonismo
precisa-se ouvir
escutar
e facilitar
as ideias
das pessoas,
independente
de onde elas
estejam
colocadas
na arte
de scrum....
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Categories:
scrum, business,
Form:
Free verse
What's Dumb
someone who describes something as being dumb ~ not considered a chum
my opponent in a rugby game at the scrum ~ I would overcome
one who is hungry when I've a juicy plum ~ I'd not give up a crumb
message given with the beat of a drum ~ and down pointed is my thumb
deleting that word might appease some ~ but too late to change the outcome
what's dumb, dumber, or dumbest ~ it's not a riddle as you might have guessed
and now I'll let it go...
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Categories:
scrum, angst, how i feel,
Form:
Monoku
On Writing Poetry
With one hand behind my back
I slash and stalk
With deft steps and careful tack
I counter and block
I slash and stalk
My foe
I counter and block
Searching for the final blow
My foe
Offers no complaint to
Searching for the final blow
And bares its throat on cue
Offers no complaint to
An ending soon to come
And bares its throat on cue
To put an end to this scrum
An ending soon to come
I counter and block
To put an end to this scrum
I slash and stalk...
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Categories:
scrum, poems, poetry, writing,
Form:
Pantoum