Short Shake Poems
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its speaks
to the weak
tho who have hate beat
its a treat
make a deal complete
no need to debate
thats the
POWER OF A HAND SHAKE
you come to speak
so why be weak
Have hope
and won't people vote
so be a woman or man
what is take
is
DEBATE HAND SHAKE
By the pricking of her buns
Something wicked this way comes
Of course its Willy
Just acting silly
No one needed to twist his thumbs!
feelng low fine a knew door
that do much more
looking like a clown
looking down
is a bad sound
get some good newes
SHAKE THE BLUES
A lady who had the King's ear
Believed she had nothing to fear
But without his heart
It all fell apart
'til she swung from the chandelier
it was a some fun
the dance run
some had big butt
you won't to touch
it made me bake like hot cake
watch them toot it
AND
SHAKE THERE BOOTY
I caught your cold
Oh, how remiss
I did not catch it
From a kiss
Yes, through research
I understand
I caught it when
I held your hand
it not just a dot
its says a lot
its also like a rock
as it shop
hate it also block
it don't debate it complate
repect you get
A HAND SHAKE
Life start poor
hating scum living
fled the drain
earns to eat
He wore glitzy gowns on stage
his zany facade
Whatever You Turn On,
Prepare To Shut It Off...
Or Plan To Not Plan...
Unmeasured Doesn’t
Run Out...
Get.
-Gray Squirrel
05-22-2026
it s sign
kept this in mind
that goes back in time
mean and don't forget
repect
its the best yet
for heavensake
its love from above in a
HAND SHAKE
baby the way you turn
make my boby burn
i can take
it for heaven sake
your plve kepts me awake
you are sweet as cake
BABY
YOU MAKE MY BOBY SHAKE
There once was a man called Jon
known for spinnin’ a good yarn
He would pitch words with long tongue
Though he wasn’t very young
He danced as Shake 'em up Jon
Kepp it up now Aussies...Keep .on rocking
The boat...' As it stands; its only sinking.'
We must now 'Endeavour' to get
This country again, evenly to
Float.!!!
Shake em, baby
There was a young man from Caracas
Who proved very good with maracas
He played them so loud
Pleasing the crowd
But eventually, he drove us crackers
When males from Europe or the Middle East meet
They plant two kisses on each other's cheeks
American men are not so romantic
Kissing cheeks might make them frantic
Hey, shake hands with your new manager, Bill
I would, sure, but I don't want to get killed
Manager shot Bill dead
Two bullets to his head
Social distancing's such a bitter pill
Passover’s only one short week away
Though we have yet to start cleaning, oy vey!
Smiley faces wear no frowns
We’ll turn our house upside down
Shake and bake matzo in boxes ~ Ole!
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From Body Sin Shall Shake
Each new day when I am wide awake,
Sun comes up and morning will break;
Flowers flourishing;
Food so nourishing;
God from body, all my sin shall shake.
Jim Horn
Before Duke shakes a leg, he sniffs around
Some doggies chase squirrels like Harry the hound
Sparky crying mutt
Says he’ll bust his gut
Begs for more pee-trees in the park playground
Start your day
With a vise-like grip
About its throat
And shake the living sxit
Out of it, then
finish with a wink,
An aside to nature,
who worries for you
more than you may think.
shake shake shake
shake me down
whasthat, your back pocket
that money?
baby?
Let me see
Baby you know
is hard for me
to make a livin
you givin it up for free
You givin your love
everbody
but me
one warning about country living
no matter where you store your boots
turn them upside down and shake them before putting your foot in
sometimes you get a snake, sometimes a mouse
but you usually get something
Pills, pills, they're coming out of my ears
I shake rattle and roll when I walk it appears
People just stare
Then lose all their cares
As they all join hands and shake their big rears
© Jack Ellison 2015