Short Short Pants Poems
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you can tell
its rings a bell
to see short pants
the winter dance
not o hot not to cold
am told
this is not insane
WHEN THE
WEATHER
CHANGE
i lke to run
is fun
to hike on a bike
you won't feel loose
so you can toot
you white
make s the night bright
no doudt
if you work out
so you can prance
and dance
you wear short
PANT
Form:
So early on a Sunday morn
Our little Boy Blue was born.
Dad nearly blew his hat.
When Blue was born, Dad said with scorn
“On my son, no short pants are worn.”
Mom said, “We’ll see ‘bout that.”
April 18 2012
Short-Pants Potentate
Inferno of a summer day
Mother’s dozing
Tommy, tiny, three,
paring knife in hand
tiptoes out, flops
short-pants potentate
upon the sidewalk sunny,
operates on ants
Donal Mahoney
Rice pudding has been a tradition in our house forever
A homemade treat reminding me of good times together
A young'un in short pants
Filled with dancing ants
Looking to the future thought would arrive never
sitting in the park
in the dark
i could see
as they walk pass me
in short dress got me
alert
i see short pants
some could dance
they jump bump
up down and around
some lay on gress on the ground
some just ring a bell
oh
SUMMER IS HERE I CAN TELL
Form:
Rain Dream
Raining outside,
and the boy in short pants
swings a broom.
He’s at bat
in a room that’s
a park
for the other boy
smaller and kneeling
and waiting
his turn or the sun
or tomorrow,
whichever comes first.
Donal Mahoney
Little Heisenberg was insecure.
His mother said he could never be sure.
With his lunch pail and his short pants,
nobody thought he had a chance.
He tried to measure with his thumb,
at once, position and momentum.
The teacher said to this slow learner,
"Want to see the principal Werner?"
On his finger, an electron spun,
as he said, "that's already done".
~ GREEN JELLO ~
A fellow from an archipelago
Puts on caps and hats made of green jello
Doesn't care what you think
His short pants shocking pink
Wears lipstick and rouge too ~ bright hot yellow
~ THE TOOTH FAIRY ~
The cutest girl in the monastery
Is planning to become a Tooth Fairy
She hides teeth in her bra
Young boys cry "Ooh-la-la"
Saying their prayers eagerly, quite merry
They sit in the long grass
Cuddled up to smooch
She smiles at him sweetly’ saying
You can look but not touch
He looks so dejected
That’s not what he wants
He is hungry inside
His breath comes in short pants
He tries to coax her
With a nibble on her ear
But she’s having none of it
He’s going without, I fear.
Bet your minds are a quiver
Nudge nudge wink wink
But it’s only the sandwiches
He’s after
I Think???